Feel the Love

Nothing is more heart warming then seeing two people in love. You see it in their eyes, you hear it when they talk, it really is quite infectious. We all smile back at young lovers perhaps remembering the beginning of our own love story. Yes, there is always a story that goes with love. There is a story when he or she proposed and there are stories of their big day.

My story begins with meeting my husband, before he was my husband, at a crossover on the interstate. This is an unusual place to meet, but not so unusual if you are state troopers. 🤪

I now kid him that I thought he dropped a fork when he got down on one knee to ask me to marry him. It was a fast drop and I had to be paying attention. He was sure people were watching us. We decided to get married outside at a beautiful botanical garden.

At the time we were saying our vows to each other, someone, outside of this peaceful garden setting, decided to burn some rubber with what I imagine was a souped up car. All we could hear was the roaring of the tires. I am not sure if anyone heard a word we had said to each other, but we did.

We actually got married on a Sunday, went on a honeymoon and came back to have our reception on Saturday. Yes there were people confused on when we actually got married, and yes we had a very logical reason for doing this. Just got to trust me on this one.

We arrived early at the reception wanting to personally greet every guest. But fate stepped in. My mom, who was very excited about the wedding and very excited to have out of town guest coming, got suddenly very sick while at the reception. So sick we had to call her an ambulance. My father, my new husband and I followed the ambulance to the hospital. She was ok. She was diabetic and her levels got too high. She needed to stay overnight for observation.

We went back to our reception. The food was all gone, but the cake still needed to be cut. Photos were taken and I got to dance with my dad and my new husband. It was a long day. If I remember correctly we took a bottle of wine home and killed it. All that had happened was crazy stressful. But I now had someone by my side to help me get through life’s many challenges.

We’ve been married 34 years now. We have lost family members, dealt with health issues, went to college, travelled and did our share of moving. Now we are retired. Now we enjoy grandkids, family and friends. It has been quite the journey.

But our journey started with just a look. With a simple cup of coffee and a lot of laughter. Just like this painting full of love and possibilities. I wish them both a lifetime of happiness and great stories.

“She Said Yes” 11”x14” watercolor on Arches

Thoughtful Gift

I got an email a while back from a man who wanted a painting done of his wife’s dog. He wanted a big painting. Hmm, how big is big I asked. He didn’t know. I asked if he had a big wall to put it on. No not really, he said. We came up with a size and he sent me some photos. It was a beautiful German Shepard. I asked him when he wanted it. He said half laughing, next week. I laughed too. He said that isn’t enough time is it? No, but Christmas is around the corner. That will work he said.

What I thought of when painting this portrait was the young man’s desire to surprise his wife. I didn’t know he was young until he picked up the painting. The older I’m getting the younger everyone else seems to be. He wanted something unique as a gift. He put thought into what would make her happy. I’m a romantic. I love to watch people in love. I loved that he didn’t give her a gift card or perfume. I bet she will love the fact he came up with this idea more then the painting itself. I do hope she loves the painting too. ❤️

I don’t know if he will be able to wait until Christmas to give her this gift. I know I have a very hard time keeping gift secrets from my loves. At least the painting is small enough to hide.

“Lexus” 11×14” acrylic on canvas

Challenge of Creativity

I belong to this art group of wonderful and talented ladies. We challenge ourselves and laugh while we do it. We have done acrylic pours, painted on yupo and painted our own self portraits.

Just before the pandemic hit we had challenged ourselves to create an artistic piece without using normal paper and canvas. It immediately got my wheels turning. Who knew we would have nearly two years to ponder this. Covid kept us all quarantined.

Earlier this week we finally came together at one of the artist’s home to show off our creative works. Of course we had wine, food and prizes. I won the most scariest. There was a discussion on whether my piece of art reflected who my inner self was. Hmm, no it reflected Goodwill and a glue gun! Turned out we all got prizes. This is my kind if competition.

We are now challenging ourselves with what we can do with leaves and Mod Podge. I sense another competition in the air. ❤️

So here is my scary piece of art. There is a bird nest on top of her head with eggs in it. The face is covered in bird tattoos and inside the body is a bird with purple glass leaves.

So what does this say about the artist?🧐