Showing posts with label My Sweetheart. Show all posts
Showing posts with label My Sweetheart. Show all posts
Sunday, May 26, 2013
My Trees
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| One of my "meeting" trees. Notice the hole punched in the top of the paper. |
And then one day, My Sweetheart asked, "Why don't you ever use colors in your trees?" Frankly, I had never thought about it. I thought the trees were fine the way they were, and I was just playing around with them anyway. "No one creates actual art with ball point pens, sillly!" I insisted.
"Oh, really," smirked He, ever so smugly. "Google 'Ball Point Pen Art'. Go ahead. I'll wait."
So I did. And in that moment, my whole world changed. Sometimes I hate it when he is right. This was not one of those times.
The next day I bought a pack of cheap Bic Crystal Stic pens and started to play with color in an actual sketch pad.
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| My First Tree in Color |
Then Dad went into the hospital. And all of a sudden I had way too much time just sitting still on my hands. I had to sketch to keep me from completely freaking out over the fact that we were in a hospital with dad, facing The Big C, facing surgery, facing whotheHellknowswhat, facing hours on end of waiting, and powerlessness, and no control over anything.
I suck at waiting, and powerlessness, and lack of control. I suck at it in the grandest of style.
So I drew.
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| I started this while Dad was in surgery. |
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| "The Waiting Tree" |
Before releasing Dad, the doctors confirmed that it was Cancer. And this tree was born. It was utter chaos at its inception, I assure you.
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| This was originally called Tree of Panic, but it actually soothed me very well. |
The surgery was a success. They got it all. No chemo. No radiation. Just monitoring. They got it all!!! Dad is going to be okay!
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| Tree of Life |
I posted pictures of my trees regularly while Dad was in the hospital. People were so encouraging that I decided to experiment with different kinds and sizes of paper, but I'm committed to the pens. Many have made observations about the look of the trees giving keys to my state of mind when they were created. They may be on to something.
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| Tree of Possibilities |
Then I started to find my rhythm. It takes about three nights to finish a tree right now. I feel so at peace during the time I spend bringing them to life. This is better than any therapy, and healthier than any addiction.
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| Tree of Life Two |
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| Tree of Love |
It blows my mind that anyone would want to have one of my trees, but people have asked. I will do everything I can to make it possible. I'm working on it as fast as I can. When they are ready, I promise to let everyone know.
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| Branching Out |
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| Tree of Inspiration |
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| Cheers! |
Once again I must count myself the luckiest girl I know for so many reasons. I have an incredibly talented mother who taught me how to draw to keep me from losing my mind. I have a father who is healthy. I have an amazing family and incredible friends who support and encourage me in all that I do. And I have My Sweetheart who sometimes knows me better than I know myself.
My life is good.
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