I have always wanted to be a painter. I’ve dreamed of one day spending hours in a studio creating works of art that other people would love. I also wanted to be a muralist.
I buy painting magazines to inspire me.
One day at work, a friend of mine was saying she would like a mural on her wall. I said, “I could probably do that for you. Let me show you some pictures and you pick what you like.” I, for some reason, just knew that I could do it. I loaned her my painting magazines and she came back with a picture of a tree that she liked.
We set up a time for me to come to her home and get started. I used a projector to enlarge the image of the tree on the wall. I penciled it in. I had chosen some acrylic paints that I thought would be the right colors.
I was so proud of how it turned out. When the light hit it just right it looked very real. We all were happy and when she asked how much she owed me, I said, ‘Nothing.’ It was really just the experience that I wanted.
It was one of the hardest things our family has ever gone through. He was my baby for almost 16 years. He was a good dog and we all loved him very much. He was a part of the family and the dog that my children grew up with. We still miss him everyday.
We still cannot thing about him or that experience without crying.
You think dogs will be in heaven? I tell you, they will be there long before any of us. – Robert Louis Stevenson.
Wishing you all much happiness! Twyla