Friday, October 30, 2009

A Childhood Passion

I was passionate about art then, and I am still...

I was listening to The Avett Brothers on the way home this afternoon and was struck by the lyrics of the song Head Full of Doubt / Road Full of Promise, and how the words of the chorus seemed to relate to this topic, at least to me, at least in that moment, and maybe to some of you...

"There was a dream and one day I could see it
Like a bird in a cage I broke in and demanded that somebody free it"

How fortunate I was as a child to have parents who supported my interests, my dreams, my passions!


  1. beautiful shot of the seems it would be wonderful to be able to keep up a passion through adulthood

  2. Fortunate, indeed! Lovely, soft picture...perfect for such lovely, soft pastels...

  3. We are blessed to have parents like that. Mine both supported all my talents any way they could and my dad still does, especially with my photography to this very day!
    Love your passionate image!

  4. What a great picture, I would hang this in my scrapbooking room I love it.

  5. You are fortunate indeed...and I just love this photo!

  6. Lucky you to have parents who nourished your soul.

  7. I was lucky like you Linda. My mother encouraged my drawing. I still have my set of pastel chalks from childhood...I've never been very good with them...thus the reason they aren't all used up. Every now and again I pull them out for a project though.

  8. :-) Steviewren -- I still have my first set of really good oil pastels -- they must be 40 years old now, and are still good, even if a bit dry. They just didn't photograph quite as well as the set shown. Kim -- feel free to print the photo off!


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