Unpacking leads to finding things from your past. I found a treasure… my creative writing/ poetry binder from over ten years ago. I was super creative in 2010. I had more free time in the past.
But here is the first poem I read.
Do I chase?
She starts out
But I beat her
And I end.
This poem cracks me up! I wrote it October 08, 2010. I wonder who my competitor was; that I decided to write a poem based on them. I have no idea…
As I wrote that, I thought it could be me. I used to have that mindset. That I was the best and racing myself was the only opponent better than me. Oh the confidence…
I’m enjoying reading things from my past. I am now remembering that I went through a phase of writing sad poetry. Hopefully reading my old poetry will help spark up my old creativity once again. I’ve been in somewhat of a rut lately.
Maybe due to the fact that the hubby and I built a garage/ shed in less than 24 hours these last two days. I was the pair of helping hands to my master builder husband.
Maybe I’ll share that experience next blog.
But anyways…enjoy the weekend! Party time!! For all you young people or people young at heart! Instead, I will be enjoying time at home. It’s supposed to rain today! A nice Saturday at home. Just what I need! 🌧
So you could read it from an heir point of view but I also saw parts of my childhood.
When I swam competitively, my dad had lots of expectations. He wanted me to be the best. That I should never fail.
Don’t get me wrong, I am already a super competitive person; but he took it too far sometimes.
The screaming at me because I failed to win, the ridiculing me in front of others, the threatening me about having to walk home out of shame, etc.
At some point I said he could no longer come to my swim meets. I think I was 10…? I forgot to tell him my lane and afterwards, he yelled at me in front of everyone. That time pushed me tears and I had to call my mom to come get me because my dad left me.
Not funny…but funny how different phrases can sting or bring back unpleasant memories.
But after that meet, my mom was my new supporter. She was great support. If I lost a race it was, “at least you didn’t drown” or “you did look like you were dying out there.” Haha! And if I won… “good job!” She was the best kind of support ❤️ Don’t get me wrong; my mom is competitive in her own way.
So I guess…parents out there that are competitive… remember not to go too far. My two year old already likes all kinds of sports… so I’m taking my own advice. I don’t want to continue what my dad did, but what my mom did. Maybe with a controlled amount of competitiveness. This is only referring to my daughter. If it’s me alone I’m going to be my ultra super crazy competitive person that I am!! My hubby won’t play games with me. ☹️
Most everyone has experienced his cycle. Unless you were one of the lucky ones and you had your other half from the get go.
The word is ossify. I must be honest I’ve never heard of this word. When I saw the synonyms my first thought of a break up. My first break-up was…wow thirteen years ago. 😳 Haha, but I tried to remember the emotions I felt after. I also asked my hubby; his was about seven years ago…but he was no help; he was trying to be too deep. 😅
My vacation has been exciting but full. I’m enjoying myself, but I’m also taking this chance to catch up on my sleep. Hopefully my sleeping schedule changes from that of a teenager.
Give your other half, or even yourself a hug today. Love is strong in any form. Enjoy your Wednesday! 🌺
Originally I had planned to post a comic, but due to different reasons my self drawing came out terrible… like I looked more like a fifty year old man…haha 😂 So I gave up on that route. I’ll try again another day; when my brain is in the mood to draw my face.
Instead I’ll be posting a few more drawings I’ve done. Yes, some of the drawings were inspired by images from the internet, ten or more years ago. So these new drawings are my impressions of my impressions. Impressions are always the best route to take.
Why would you want to paint someone’s work identical…it’s already been done. Put your own spin on it!
It’s not too bad. I will admit, not too bad for the markers I used here. They were those fifty pack of markers…. I don’t know the brand, but they are like $10 from Walmart.
Can I just say… I want this dress! Maybe I should take sewing up again… 🤨
This next completed drawing is a mixture of three separate drawings. I added a bit to fill the spaces, but I actually do love the end result!
These are the three drawings:
When you see the finished picture you will see I only used two of the fairies. But I thought it would be too crazy. So I only used the ideas of the flowers; but of course I tweaked them a little.
This one I framed! I’ve framed others, but only if I really liked the outcome.
As you can see… I was kind of terrible at profiles. I always seemed to chop their noses off…haha! Also the proportions in this drawing seems off.
I do remember though, that the butterfly lines was done with silver sharpie! I will be doing that, or something similar with my 2021 drawing.
I’ve decided to change the colors in this drawing. I want to try something new!
Well I want to continue but…It seems like my baby is getting a little cold. It’s the first day it rained, this season. We needed it desperately, but my daughter just took a two hour nap at 5pm… meaning I’ll be going to bed sometime after 12am. If I’m lucky.
But I’ll be posting my pictures here and there. I’m enjoying going through the pictures, that I chose to draw over ten years ago; reliving my interests.
Enjoy your Friday! We shall see what my brain decides.
I’ve been drawing. It seems like it has taken over my life once again. The poem is inspired by artwork. If you label yourself as an artist you understand, not being able to look away. Wanting to understand everything about the piece.
Recently I’ve decided to redraw my old drawings. As I started, I discovered that my old drawings are from 10 years ago…! (I never throw anything away…)
I now have 10 more years of experience, 10 more years of supplies, 10 more years of patience.
I’ll share the few I’ve done. It’s only been 2 days since I decided to try this…and remember I have a 2 year old. It’s been hard to stop my creative bug; and return back into a responsible mama…
I believe I found this off the internet. I have no recollection of where or by whom…but I am sure it did not look like this.
It’s not too bad. But seeing it makes me wonder why I didn’t measure out a square…or even attempt to make the border straight…
This is my impression of my impression from 10 years ago… I like this one better!
I went all spiffy on it and added the stars detail with paint… because I can. 😎
This picture…I believe the stance of the girl was off the internet, but it was just a black line drawing of the girl. I did all the rest from my imagination.
I must say. I still like this one. It’s inspiring! Embrace life! Be free!
This one is still beautiful, but it seems more… graceful. I’m actually not completely done with this one. I still need to add some details.
In all of this, it has been fun to go back in time and see my old self in my art.
Maybe you should try this too! Dig through the drawers and find a drawing, painting, doodle; and redraw it. Maybe your skills have improved too!
Synonyms: ward off, fend off, deflect, hold off, block
It’s a constant battle,
You are always at war.
They claw and scratch;
Ripping at your soul.
Your insides are rattled,
Chaos to your core.
Ruthlessly they attach;
Fight against them!
Fend them off!
He is on your side.
As they latch on your hem;
Point and scoff.
Don’t allow any squirm.
Help is always provided…
God thrives inside.
Quite obvious the topic choice. After reading the synonyms my first thought was… what lurks in the darkness. They come in many forms; we constantly fight them off. But for me I don’t fear them, because I have the light of God inside of me. Don’t fear because God loves everyone!!
Whenever I think about battling darkness, I think of that intense novel, This Present Darkness, by Frank E. Peretti. I love that book! But a piece of advice…don’t read it at night. I stayed up until 4am when I read it the first time.
Have a strong and faithful day!! ❤️
That’s someone darkness does not want to mess with. You are toast, if you do dare.
Everyone has experienced that relationship that you had full trust in and ended up being all a lie. I did.
My mom saw red flags, but I chose to believe it was right. Instead in the end, I was left questioning myself. At the time it hurt but looking back now, it was a great life lesson. Which for me, made me more picky and less gullible. Then I met the hubby! God made the hubby be the last one; so, that I knew he was perfectly made for me.
Those in the world who has experienced this. It is not the end. Everyone has that person. It will just take some time. I went through almost thirty, first dates…😳
Don’t give up. Just take it as a life lesson. Watch for the red flags. Also at least acknowledge, when you parent or friends around you makes a comment. 💙
I was trying to think in the mindset of someone who is a master of their craft. It was difficult to put it into a poem that rhymes…
Rereading through my poem I thought of my teenage years…when I swam. People say that you are a master when you have done it for 7 years…I did it for…15 years. But now looking back, I feel like I never reached that level of Master.
I was not a prodigy or a virtuoso…but as an athlete you had to have that mindset. That you were the top; that you were the one to set things in motion.
I miss that feeling…
I tried to capture that determined feeling in this art. When I look at it it does remind me of that feeling I desperately miss.
This poem might not make sense. Especially tying in the word of the day, but when I thought of a selfless person I thought of someone would give unconditionally.
As I am writing I am actually think of the real true selfless one: God; but initially for this poem I thought of comparing homeless and not. But the act of selflessness goes to the one who helps those in need.
Yes. It is hard to differentiate actual need from selfishness. I know you should not judge them. You should just be willing. But sadly I’ve changed.
When I had no care and I made enough, if I saw someone I would help. This was also before being homeless was a popular life plan.
But I would give them something they could use: a blanket, food, or sometimes my personal jacket without thinking twice.
But now you see people taking advantage. You see people in designer accessories, or some people with signs: ‘Need money. Don’t want to work,’ sitting on street corners.
But the one I will never think twice is a child. My heart breaks. I wish I could do more. Yes. It could be a possibility that they might be lying, but I will never walk by a child and not help. Anyone who can…😞
The word of the day is altruism. I must admit, I had no idea what it meant. But now I can add another word to my vocabulary!
I hope you can try to be selfless today. It doesn’t have be a certain type of person. It might be your buddy, colleague, or family. Just help without thinking. Brighten up someone’s day!