i came across this little sketch i did about 5-6 years ago. It was instantly clear to me where i got the inspiration. Um, do you SEE the (embarrassing) pic??? When i was but a wee tot, i was bookish and pensive and cautious and reserved. i was so serious! i wore my navy uniform to school. True. But i filled drawing tablets with mad color! i sewed, i made shrinky-dink bookmarks and keychains til my fingers were numb. So here’s this little sketch decades later of a tiny, red-haired girl flaunting the tutu and the crown and bare feet. (bare feet are SO me) She’s saying, “Check me out! i am CRE-A-TIVE!” She’s breaking out!
We surely draw inspiration from within. Sometimes we just don’t realize it until distance gives us a little clarity. This is me. i’ve broken out.
Anyone seen my tutu?
