Recently while taking flower photos at the park, a sweet little family walked along the path and into my frame. I didn’t mind at all. What a difference it made in my photo. Afterwards I asked if I could email her a copy and she was happy to say yes. This kind of interaction makes taking photos so beautiful. I remember my own children at that age and teaching them about nature. Such sweet memories!
Thank you MB. 💗
I always wondered why I got excited over cardboard!… I would see a stack in a cart at the store and think….”That’s crazy – who does that…. Who ‘collects’ cardboard”! But there was always something deep down that wanted to take it home. Especially the ‘interesting’ kind… ~you know~… the ones that had shapes or the corrugated…!
Well, lately I’ve been thinking about what’s going on in the world and how fast paced we have become. How all the kids are on their cell phones or some kind of device. How we have lost a lot of “play” and then I thought of the man….Mr. Fred Rogers.
Oh! How he shaped my life. When my world was quiet and void as a child – there he was, showing me how things were made…telling me I was important. It was like air to breathe. – The puppets, the make believe….it was all important.
That got me thinking….what could I do in my little corner of the art world to show my appreciation of this man and try to remind people to “play”…to enjoy their life…to get back outside in nature. Then I had an idea….with cardboard! Something simple….something organic, something magical. The “Tree” idea was born.
This is my ‘ode’ if you will to Mr. Rogers. Thank you kind sir for what you did for so many. May my “tree” be something you would have been proud of. If I know you (and I think I do) – you are. XO
I almost threw this whole thing away while making. There was a part of me that kept saying “This is silly” – “You should do REAL art”….”This is childish”…..
I kept myself from tossing it with the idea “at least complete it Becky”….”if you destroy it you will never know”…..
Then I realized…..it was the little girl inside ME that needed to do this….
I had been condemning her… telling her she was silly and foolish….
See…we really do need reminding!
I wrote to Mr. Rogers when my children were you and told him how he had helped me in my younger years. I was delighted as you might imagine to receive a letter back from him in the mail thanking me for telling him. He also sent a signed copy of his picture. I will treasure it forever. XO
This past week I painted my first “Wall Mural” for a new Salt Spa here in Hendersonville. There was much more to it than I thought and I sure learned a lot!~ Mostly how much I don’t know! ~ That’s okay though…I love learning. I tried to stay true to the photo choice and colors that my client wanted. The wall space was 7-1/2′ x 12′. My husband was such a help to me lugging in all the supplies I needed and even brought me food (and chocolate!) and encouraged me the whole way! He truly is the hero in this story. It took a total of 3 days (not counting the night before setting up/graphing and sketching it out). All in all I believe the clients are pleased and when the door is opened to show the room, people sense they are in a special place. That really is my reward. 🙂
Capturing life on the streets of Asheville.
“Happy” (Earl Gray) shakes the hand of a grateful passerby in downtown Asheville. He was the unofficial “keeper of the wall” ~ (the famous ‘Before I Die’ giant chalkboard), where people would write what they wanted to do before they pass. “Happy” passed away this past month. RIP -You will be missed.