
I've been gripped by some massive brain-block the past couple weeks, but today, I sat down at my computer with the express intent to CREATE SOMETHING. Not sort, not organize, not tag ... create. And this is the result.
The photograph is of Veronica, executing a C-jump. Isn't she gorgeous? Long, lean, and limber ... and so strong. We did this shoot to commemorate competition season during her 8th grade year in drill team. It's one of many from that day that I'll wind up using, but something about the power in this image spoke to me to today. (I added a selective radial blur in Photoshop after pumping up the color, and then came the text.)
I found the quote/typopgraphy while browsing (read: wasting time) on Pinterest the other day. As soon as I saw it, I knew it was scrap-worthy. And then, I read this article about how to steal like an artist and how nothing is original, and the artist is a collector, and "it's in the act of making things that we figure out who we are" - words that spoke directly to my heart, my frozen + terrified artist's heart that was sitting + waiting + not creating because I didn't have everything together.
More specifically, I am more scattered and possibly a bigger mess than I've ever been in my life.
But today, I sat down to create.
And this was the result.
I think I want to print it. BIG. And hang it up - either in the hallway or in her room, if she likes it enough to let it grace her lime green + zebra-print walls.
Turns out I made it for her, but I also made it for me.
Huh ... whaddya know.
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