The Smile of a Child

One of the things I enjoy in making art is in giving art to others. Isn’t that what we do with our talents? Aren’t we meant to share it with others? In this case I painted portraits of two little girls. Future artists who love to create just like me. They asked “what art project are you working on now?” “We need to do some art together.” Grown up questions from one artist to another.

As grandparents or family elders we have a tremendous influence over the younger generations. They listen to everything we say and believe that what we tell them is a truth. It is responsibility I do not take lightly. These young girls believe that I can do anything with a paint brush and canvas. If only that was true. But I do love to work on projects with kids. From magic wands to acrylic pours it is all messy and fun.

I have my good days and bad days as an artist. Sometimes everything comes together just like I imagined. Then there are the days when I feel discouraged. It’s on those days that I remember the faces of my young future artists and I can’t help but smile. I smile in their belief in me. I smile because in their eyes I am capable of greatness. How can I not pick up my brush and try again.

I suspect the paintings will hang up in their rooms. I hope they will think of me when they look their pictures. I hope they know it was painted for them with love. ❤️❤️❤️

Forever a Girl

So I’m at my favorite resale shop where everyone who works there is female and 70+. I can always hear them talking and laughing behind the wall. However today I was laughing right along with them even though they couldn’t see me.

Apparently one of the women has a new gentleman friend. One of the ladies said to her:

“Did you give him coffee this morning?”

She said “it isn’t like that he didn’t spend the night.”

“So are you saying you didn’t give him coffee?”

She said “he did not spend the night, it isn’t like that.”

“So you two don’t even hug?”

She said “ well yes we have hugged, but not that other stuff.”

They all started cracking up and laughing. I was thinking that no matter how old we get we still are girls at heart. We will always be laughing with each other and talking about boys. I loved it.

Life Lesson

My 11 year old granddaughter sent me a picture she had taken of a zebra. She wanted to know what I thought of the photo. Like any good grandma I used encouraging words about her photographic abilities. I then said I would love to one day paint it. She quickly responded that she hoped I would say that and yes I could paint from her photo. She had one requirement. “Grandma, I want credit for the photo.”

Hum, now where did she learn about that? I assured her I would and proceeded to paint her zebra. I have asked her if she liked the final product. She whole heartedly said yes she loved it.

Now she hasn’t asked me if she can have the painting. But I’ve been thinking. If she does should I give her a life lesson that includes a payment plan??

“All Black and White” acrylic on canvas 18”x24”

Reference photo. Original photo taken by “Leena Merchant”.