After going through some struggles over the last year, something profound touched my heart. You know, we all have our own journeys- joys, sadness, sorrows, or jubilation. My journey has been because of changes in health. I remember lying in bed back in the early spring, wondering what my new health issues were going to mean for me long-term.
Several people had said things that were very discouraging. Being someone who strives to encourage people, that hit hard. Why would they tell me that the test I'm going to have done is terrible (which it wasn't, by the way)? Why would they imply that I won't be able to recover from this? Why wouldn't they tell me that I'm going to beat this, and that life will still be enjoyable, and that I'll be able to find joy in the little things?
Needless to say, I stayed away from those people until I was strong enough to stand up to their remarks.
However, it caused me to think about my journey. The fact that I can write my own story. That I don't have to freak out about a potentially scary test. That I can still press on and receive peace from Jesus that passes all understanding.
Which led me to make this canvas. I made up this saying for my daughter years ago when her friends were telling her how horrible it was to have braces put on. I told her to write her own story.
So, that's what I'm doing, Folks.
I love creating canvases with meaning. This canvas is chocked full of elements and techniques, from hand painted gouache vintage papers...
...to metal keys and hand-dyed crinkle ribbon...
...to metal medallions...
...to vintage sweater clasps...
...to Gelli printed papers with crackle paint and distress inking...
...to paper vines...
...to a vintage lace butterfly...
...to tissue pattern paper and adorned sides.
And, if you really like this, it's available in my
Etsy shop. Thanks again for checking out my blog. I truly appreciate it.
Fondly, Tami
