I’m happy to report that my inner child is still ageless.
Well, I had a little fun today, and it made me feel like a kid again!
I had some big ideas for art projects that I wanted to do, on Adobe Illustrator, and I couldn’t seem to get it together. So… I found some of those printable coloring pages that you can download and print from the internet.
This page is actually called Inspiraledand it’s by Crayola. After recreating the pattern in Illustrator, using image trace, I spent a few hours coloring it in… digitally. I added an effect once I was done, and it looks a bit like a wet stained glass window.
I guess you could call it “Colors for a Rainy Day.”
Anyway, I thought it would be fun to share. Maybe it will inspiral someone else. Ha-Ha! You never know! Next on my agenda is finishing my short story, Franky with a “Y.” I hope to be back with that soon!
In the meantime, be kind to your inner child!
When you have an ancient heart and childlike spirit you must feel deeply yet go lightly. The sea carries secrets yet still moves freely.
Vision without action is a daydream. Action without vision is a nightmare.
My new laptop is working great, but the screen is VERY small. My little old eyes (that need cheater glasses) were not too thrilled with the size. So… I decided to get creative, and I’m using an old television as a monitor, and it is REALLY big. Boy do I have vision NOW. Ha! I’m exaggerating, I must confess, but it’s larger than any of my laptops have ever been. I was really able to zoom in and see some of the tiny details in my flower tonight.
I guess that’s what having a vision is all about; being able to see, or at least imagine, what it is that you’re working on, or going after. I think the first half of my life was a whole lot of action without vision. Like the hamster on the wheel, or a dog chasing its tail… just thoughtless, repetitive motion. And boy what a nightmare it became!
Sobriety was a gift (thank you God!). It really opened up my eyes and gave me clarity. My vision about the future can be clouded sometimes, and I definitely daydream, but I can see my feet, and the path that they are on, VERY clearly. And all I can say is… Oh, what a beautiful road it is!
The only thing worse than being blind is having sight but no vision.