Friday, May 14, 2010

once in awhile

I become the creative person I feel I was actually meant to be. I always wanted to draw when I was a kid, become a writer and be passionate. Between teachers who taped my hands to pencils so I would hold them 'right'. Adults who told me to put my tongue back in my mouth when I drew or colored, people who said mickey mouse isn't purple and college professors who said "be concise" my inner artist died a little. She atrophied from lack of use, she became jaded from life experience.
Once in a great while....the perfect mixture of weather, barometric pressure, moon alignment and my emotional balance I find a moment where I remember my inner-artist...she writes a poem, she draws a little....yesterday she was here....I hope she'll visit more often.

2 comments:

Daryl said...

SO beautiful. I love it a LOT.

淑惠 said...

最敏捷的,未必贏得競賽:最強大的,未必贏得戰爭:時間與機會才是主人..............................