Yesterday I was in my studio (FANCY for BASEMENT).. and I was working on a piece I am going to show you. It started off one way and ended up in a completely different direction.. it was really weird how that happened. Colors changed, composition changed but the subject stayed the same. And the message came to me at the end. I wondered why I stamped that message in and today it dawned on me. This was created for Tyler. It was a message for HIM.
In this piece I used MICROPHONE by Rheea. I can’t tell you enough how much I adore these stamps.. they pull at my heartstrings.. they make me think.. and they make me want to stamp them everywhere that doesn’t breathe or move… now tell me, is that normal? hmmm.. it depends who you ask..LOL.. my “regular” friends think I have finally lost it LOL .. This is one of the reasons I started this blog..
(1) to create a testament to my family and friends
(2) To provide inspiration and humor
(3) to connect people (sistahs) all around the world who are JUST LIKE ME and can’t seem to convince their regular friends that they are NORMAL..LOL.. It’s ok sistahs.. Our sistahood knows that you are normal
Here is my birch cradled “canvas” I made for my Tyler.. I love the vintage brown and the neon just peeking through it… (oh and I decided to create AMBIENCE with the baby roses from my garden)
I so hope that my kids one day will scroll through these entries and realize how much they mean to me.. if they don’t , I will FORCE them to..LOL.
Tyler is a DECADE old. A DECADE. I remember when they wrapped him in a pink blanket in the hospital because they ran out of blue (that stuff only happens to me) and my mother came RUNNING in from Montreal right after I gave birth .. grabbed the baby and said OH YOU HAD A GIRL!… I cleared my throat and had to explain that HE was a BOY.
I could go into the details of the birth..LOL. but I won’t. Just want to make a tribute to Ty.. who makes me proud every single day. It’s crazy to stare at someone who displays your traits both good and bad and sometimes I say, I can’t believe I created HIM. He is a super athlete, a conscientious student but MOST OF ALL.. he is a wonderful human being. He has a heart of gold and would never hurt a soul. So empathetic. he feels what other people feels.. it’s uncanny…. oh and did I mention his sense of humor and goofiness? LOL
ahem.. still using his fingers to count (this was taken yesterday..LOL.. I think I still do that too.. shhh)
Cool dude.. the THEriouTH (serious) look
Fine. I did TELL HIM to shove the playdough up his nose.. IS THAT WRONG??? LOL
ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS a disaster.. food around his mouth. ALWAYS.
Always a smile on his face and a MONTREAL CANADIENS shirt or some paraphernalia on him
There is no description of a mothers love. I never thought I could possibly feel what I feel for my children. Really.
Thank you to my sistahs for listening to my little personal stories .. and reading
Mwah to my SON who is legally allowed to stay home alone (lol.. it’s so good to have a little scaredy cat)