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My first painting...

I am taking a week off from blogging, BUT I just completed my first painting and I wanted to share it. I'll write more about the process and the painting, but for now...enjoy. I'd love to hear what you think...

It makes me happy!
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  1. Leigh Anne EckApril 16, 2014 at 9:06 PM

    I love this! And right in the center is your OLW! How appropriate! This also reminds me of the cover of the book reviewed today on The Nerdy Book Club - very whimsical and folk artsy!

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  2. JennyApril 16, 2014 at 10:35 PM

    I can't say why, but this really looks like you! There is something about it that makes it clearly your piece of artwork. I am so impressed with it! You put yourself into it, all your energy, passion, and talent. It's gorgeous!

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  3. AnonymousApril 16, 2014 at 11:54 PM

    This is so cool! Did you actually paint it? Or, is it some computer program/graphics? It looks too good to be made with paint and a brush.

    I love all the words. I've been annoyed thinking I haven't lived up to my OLW- but I have 'thrived' in spite of a tough year. The word is more true than I think. Thanks for reminding me to revisit words for inspiration and direction.

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  4. Mary LeeApril 18, 2014 at 7:49 AM

    I love the poem I find within it: Risk authenticity / sparkle courage / embrace risk.

    I want to do better at sparkling courage...and embracing risk!!

    GORGEOUS! And colorful and happy. You have created just what the words say!!

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  5. CathyApril 19, 2014 at 10:06 AM

    Michelle,
    This. Is. Beautiful. Somehow it speaks calm and caring and love. It makes risk seem possible. I had to zoom in on the text and found them perfect. I'm wondering how you chose them and where they used to live. Now I've seen you and Ruth Ayres take your OLW and turn them into art. I wish I were artistic. You inspire me.

    Cathy

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