You are not your age,
Nor the size of clothes you wear,
You are not a weight,
Or the colour of your hair.
You are not your name,
Or the dimples in your cheeks,
You are all the books you read,
And all the words you speak.
You are your croaky morning voice,
And the smiles you try to hide,
You’re the sweetness in your laughter,
And every tear you’ve cried.
You’re the songs you sing so loudly,
When you know you’re all alone,
You’re the places that you’ve been to,
And the one that you call home.
You’re the things that you believe in,
And the people that you love,
You’re the photos in your bedroom,
And the future you dream of.
You’re made of so much beauty,
But it seems that you forgot,
When you decided that you were defined,
By all the things you’re not.
— Erin Hansen
“…What sunshine is to flowers, smiles are to humanity. These are but trifles, to be sure; but scattered along life’s pathway, the good they do is inconceivable…”
— Joseph Addison
Howdy, folks! Here’s another little canvas I’ve been working on. It’s only small – about 6″ x 6″ – but I packed a lot in to it 🙂 The background is a little bit too busy but I tried to use colours I would normally not be drawn to and add a bit more texture. My faces still leave a lot to be desired, but I figure the more I practice, the better they will become (hopefully).
The butterfly at the top right hand corner is actually brighter than it appears in the photo, so it does stand out a bit more. It’s more like the colour of the wings on the girl.
The text – sigh – gave me problems, because half way through I realised I didn’t have all the letters I needed (I was using rub-ons). So I had to make a couple up by cutting into different letters to form new ones. It worked well enough, I think. The smaller font is done with little rubber alphabet stamps.
I used a scrap piece of bubble wrap, as a stamp, to make the splotchy white detail in the background, and a piece of vintage dictionary for her crown. Otherwise, just paint, paint and more paint. I probably painted over the whole thing about four times. I’m kinda enjoying that process though – keeping going until it’s right. There’s less room for error when you’re making cards, so these painted canvases are a nice change. I’m going to be brave and do some larger ones soon. I have a tendency to always go small. My eyes, if nothing else, are starting to complain about that particular trait of mine, even if I have been good and do remember to wear my specs (some of the time).
This canvas is dedicated to the little voice in all of us that says “I’m not good enough. I need to be like everyone else…” Don’t listen to that voice – it’s a bully. You’re ok the way you are and your uniqueness is important. Don’t try to be like anyone but yourself. You are more than enough (and anyone who says otherwise is just a big meany head!).
Thank you for dropping by. Take care of yourselves x