Kids + Art = Wild Flowers on the Prairie

The last two Tuesdays

were a bouquet of wildflowers.

Each unique and colorful in their own way.

Art is always an adventure.

Because you never know

where you will end up

when

you

begin.

Because of that

uncertainty

and

trying new things,

it

requires

courage.

Kids

have

lots.

We can learn much from them

about just getting started.

We spent our time

being silly,

learning to collage with paper and Mod Podge,

adding glitter,

thinking about special people in our lives

and writing those special things down,

making gifts,

blowing bubbles,

dressing up in disguises,

giggling and playing, 

opening our hearts,

and letting people know what we love about them,

giving encouragement,

thinking about things that matter,

more laughter and smiles,

finding a sense of accomplishment,

just having fun,

sparkling up our lives,

and

being the masterpieces we were created to be.

Love and laughter.

Creativity and time.

We did all of it.

Makes my heart full.

The View From My Art Corner

Finding beauty in the mess.

There are several months of scraps and things scattered around the space where I create.

It was like a path of memories over recent days.

Bits that I'd intended to use in art.

Quotes for art, or reminders for my day, inspirations, help for decisions.

I decided to really look.

To focus.

So I grabbed my focusing tool:  the Nikon.

And started looking.

Seeing.

Reading.

Remembering.

Sometimes I get so familiar with my surroundings

that I forget why I have it there in the first place.

So, I read and I think and I remember.

~ Scripture memory cards from Ann Voskamp ~

Decision cards ~ I made in Life Restoration online class by Melody Ross ~

Neo Colors introduced to me by Junelle Jacobsen and her lovely wild art classes

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Yes and Amen

~ from Jeanne Oliver's class The Journey of Letting Go ~

~ Kelly Rae Roberts print ~ Surrender ~

It reads:

Whatever you may be celebrating or grieving,

may you practice courage every day

and let it nurture your spirit

however weary or uplifted it may be.

There is hope in our celebrations

and strength in our brokenness.

May you embrace your own sweet surrender

with faith and courage along the way.