This past weekend, I wracked my brain for any and all artistic knowledge that might be tucked away in my brain – and I painted my mom a picture for her 49th birthday. I haven’t painted in quite some time, and it felt so good. There’s something very refreshing about standing at my easel with a palette full of vibrant paints. As I work, the picture suddenly comes to life and it all begins to make sense. I can’t make sense out of many things in life, but painting? I get it!
Ryan insisted that he take a picture, and of course, who doesn’t like to see an example of real-life babywearing in action? 🙂
My mom and I love orioles. Whenever I see these birds, I am always struck by how gorgeous they are – and I marvel at the Artist who created them in the first place. What a perfect choice for a Birthday Bird.
Happy birthday, Mom.