Monday, May 14, 2012

Spray paint it sunshine yellow

I’ve always thought of myself as “crafty.”  In the glue gun, stacks of fabric and spray paint kind of way not the sly, sneaky way.  I come by it honest from both my mama and Creator.  When I was a girl a sign hung in her sewing room that said, “She who dies with the most fabric wins.” 

I think most women have an internal predisposition to create.  Our bodies are designed to not only create a completely new person, but protect and nurture the tiny promise before it is ready to be born.

For the last year and a half or so I haven’t felt that artist twinkle.  Maybe it was because I spent I huge part of 2011 “creating” a baby.  I like to think I was channeling all that creative power into making an extra special baby.

Then last week I found myself really wanting to buy a can of sunshine yellow spray paint.  It was like that color started a little fire inside my creative spirit.  Look at what I painted.

I found these candle holders at the consignment shop.  They were kind of an ash colored wood (think 80s southwestern d├ęcor.) But now, just look at them.  So happy.



Gussy

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