This is so lovely! The observations the friend makes of Becky, before she finally engages in a conversation about the notebook, is silent but judgment-free. They seem like kindred souls, without that needing to be said outright. Becky's commitment to pursuing her passion and proving her family wrong is inspiring.
The message behind this, that our past does not make us who we are, is felt so brightly and clearly in your words and almost sings, even, and with such cheer. Your personification of the tree and all its attending parts -- leaves, acorns, branches -- serves the overall tone of the piece well.
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Lovely! I love the significance of the necklace and ukulele especially. Keeping creating
No! My family got it for me.
Thank you! This is so thoughtful :)
Did you make this sculpture? The shadow-play behind the butterflies is so whimsical and interesting in its levels of depth!
What an infectious smile! I rarely see self-portraits that feature a genuine grin!
This is so lovely! The observations the friend makes of Becky, before she finally engages in a conversation about the notebook, is silent but judgment-free. They seem like kindred souls, without that needing to be said outright. Becky's commitment to pursuing her passion and proving her family wrong is inspiring.
The message behind this, that our past does not make us who we are, is felt so brightly and clearly in your words and almost sings, even, and with such cheer. Your personification of the tree and all its attending parts -- leaves, acorns, branches -- serves the overall tone of the piece well.
Ahh, what a lovely feeling! I remember it all too well. The silence that a heavy snowfall brings is like no other.
That was my friend, chat. I am not crazy!