Live Your Story

I wrote this poem as a poster. I went through so many colors. My favorite was a much lighter shade of blue.

Somehow I envisioned it on a wall someplace. I recall an artist who travels the world painting his words and drawings. With each stroke he gives life to old buildings.

When asked why he does it, he says to bring color and smiles to otherwise overlooked villages. Not exactly these words but something like this.

I want my work to mean the same. To make people smile. To make people feel good. Like a song that plays on in your mind, days after you’ve listened to it.

And so, I continue to work on my live your story poem. Yeah, I can use this poem to practice hand lettering and get comfortable with my lettering style.

 

AND now of course I want to create a book.

sketches for writing a picture book
perhaps a new layout for the poem?
sketches for a book
…first sketch illustrations

OK February 14th is fast approaching but…

-there are no impossibilities

 

thoughts are things

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What thwarts us from our chief aim in life? What keeps us from living as our true selves and loving every moment. OK really being in love with art that of COURSE you pull in the all nighters and all dayers to get all the little things done.  You don’t mind these little things because you see your finished book or t-shirt ready and you believe in the message.   I’m realizing that I’ve always had lots of questions. I’ve always been curious! ALWAYS! But that doesn’t matter. What matters is what you do with curiosity. What matters is how well you are able to follow your curiosity and what  you do with it.

What thwarted me from my chief aim in life? I know now that I didn’t listen to the voice and surrender to it. I will all of my heart surrender! I am here and I surrender. I listen to the voice echoed among the swaying of the branches sun-kissed by the sun. Oh I hold my hands like a bird ready to fly. I’m here. I’m ready and listening. Listen to me.

Imagine all the impossibilities that are possible.

 

via Daily Prompt: Thwart