Portraits

Yesterday was a decent day for me. Only decent because I am scared to use the term 'good' about a day. When did it get to that point? No clue. But it would be nice to get back to that phrase my mom gave me about the quality of our days. " I have no bad days. Only good days and better days. " Some better days are undoubtedly in the future as I am beginning to remember how little I am required to do in life. Some say greatness is born in adversity... this may be true, but it depends on what your concept of greatness is. For me, greatness would be simplicity. Humility, peace, love, and stability. Faith and honesty. These are my goals. Found a new talent, one I had never pursued. I am now beginning to practice portrait drawing. Mostly in graphite and some oil pastels, the old trusty of all my mediums. This is exciting. Something new that carries the possibility of making a little cash, something I am not so great at anymore. Somehow depression and low self esteem make it quite hard to make a living. So I trudge along, trying to ignore what I have to ignore, inside and out, and focus on loving others no matter the difficulty of that, and then POW! One of the most beautiful faces I have ever seen gazing lovingly at me through my clearance priced dell flatscreen. What to do ? What ? So I drew her. And there she was, not half as beautiful as the photo, all graphite and pastel, but I did it! And it looked like a person! I got asked to do a sit-in portrait, all in the same day. ( I politely refused - more photo practice is a must ) But who knows, next time maybe...