Memories of friend Marilyn and I sketching pictures of girls and fashions, then asking her mom to judge them. That didn't always go over so well.
Summer of 9th grade, we decided to take High School Art. But making tile ash trays wasn't exactly what I had in mind. So... After causing some trouble, I was told that I was finished. "Out!"
Fast-forward 8 years, a young married woman, I placed daisies, a gift from my husband, in a tall mug, part of a set we purchased together . The turquoise paint I had mixed just made the whole thing. I don't know when it disappeared, but I am saddened at the thought of losing something so precious. I still have hope.
One of my first charms--a daisy that speaks of love. After all, "daisies do tell". From my husband:
Today I spotted daisies on someone's blog. An artist friend, Dora , is their painter. If you like daisies at all, or, for that matter, watercolors, you will truly enjoy hers.
Pleasant dreams of daisies spinning and bending in the wind; dancing to the music...
Flower Child at Heart
2 comments:
Your shop is looking gorgeous!!! Love your new autumn colors that are peaking through:)
Thanks, D. You're super! I love ya'! I just listed two new scarves. I'm really getting excited. I think I'll do some Halloween items. Have lots of ideas swirling in my head. Nothing new, eh! We all have it going on up there!
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