Well. I'm not even going to get into it. I got derailed in October, and just never got back on track. Ah, we'll, I'm actually pretty happy about the past year's worth of posts. I really got back to basics, knocked out a ton of work, and filled my soul. And yet, I forgot how happy I am when I smear colors around on a surface. How do I forget? Whatever. Now I've remembered. I needed a subject, because my brain is tired, so I used my niece, Anna. She's easy on the eyes. I was thinking about her while scratching away, and guys, she's so great. She was born my senior year of high school, and she is now a senior in high school. What. WHAT. Yup. I'm old. I was thinking about my life 18 years ago. Often, I don't feel so much older than that, I feel like I still have plans for when I grow up...
...life is playing a joke on me, and how is it that I have been married for almost 14 years, and where did these kids come from? But at the same time, I know that there is a vast difference between that girl and this one. And this one is happy with the direction we are headed. Obviously, I'm making up for lost time, jumbling a few months worth of rumination into a post. I'm sorry for that, truly. But life is good, grey hairs and all, and Anna. back to my subject. This girl is a bundle of wonderful. Talent, sweetness, beauty, and love. She's got her head on straighter than I ever did at that age.
30 min. Pastel on bristol.
3 comments:
Your work is so beautiful, Emily.
And there are people who are in their nineties. You are not old:)
Beautiful! And I've been thinking the same things...of course. I honestly feel like I'm 21 or 22. And now that I left behind my career, I'm sort of waiting to grow up again! But that's the beauty of life, never too old to start something new!
Thanks girls! I'm still a girl, of course. Along with being a woman. In my mind, one doesn't preclude the other. I definitely feel that a whole new segment of life is about to open up, in the best way.
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