This weekend was spent at home, staying quiet and spending time together. Derrick tried to engage me in a game of chess, which I am a total novice at (but still almost beat him- haha!). The rest of the time I was working on my painting/project. I've been wanting to get this poem on my wall ever since my mom's funeral. It will always remind me of her (not because it was a favorite of her's, but because of the sentiment expressed in it). I like how it turned out:)
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| ...of a tree called life |
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| i carry your heart with me- by ee cummings |
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| the watch and ear ring were both my momma's |
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| My Momma, around age 17, playin' her guitar |
4 comments:
Rachel It is absolutely breath-taking! I LOVE it so much! Really it brought tears to my eyes. Just lovely...mom would have loved it too:)
Aw, thanks sis:)
Aww! That is such a sweet painting! How beautiful! I think it's so neat that you can express how you feel through your art.
Luv you!
Thanks Tia- it's a good way to get things out. We should all get together and make stuff:)
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