My Life With Gracie…Something Much Better

Something Much Better

There is pure magic in the moment when a baby chick first stands on your foot. It is an indescribable joy.

You barely feel any weight at all, only perhaps the “hop up” landing. It is a moment you never want to end because it is filled with such innocence and trust.

You may think, “This is how life is intended to be,” and you would be right.

Even when grown, my chickens will still stand on my feet from time to time, and they are still amazingly light. They perform amazing arabesques and breathtaking leaps from a foot, from a lap, from a perch.

It did take some time before I realized Gracie’s secret love and desire was to be a ballerina. It’s that way with aspirations. Somehow acknowledging them takes away from the dream, and opens one up to embarrassment if the dream only ever remains a dream.

All of my girls enjoy the art of the dance, but Gracie sees it as her gift, the thing that she loves the most. I simply do not have the heart to tell her, or any of them really, it’s simply not possible. Chickens can’t be ballet dancers.

So they dance, and particularly Gracie. She dances so beautifully in her mind that I’ve started seeing her dream in my mind too.

One day I will draw her with pale pink ballet slippers dancing through the streets of Paris. We, Gracie and I, love our dreams, and I love my Gracie.

My Life With Gracie taught me sometimes the things you want in life don’t ever happen, but if you really look, often there is something much better for you.

I will do my best to post each Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday. Every “Like,” “Follow,” and “Comment” is truly appreciated! Lately I have been reworking some of my first illustrations and stories. You can view the reworked version of this post here.

Something Much Better

My Life With Gracie…About What We Love

About What We Love

I get lost in great drawings and paintings. Each artist has their own special attraction. There is the expressive line of a Degas or Lautrec drawing. There is the color and bold sureness of a Van Gogh painting. There is the sense of human frailty in a Käthe Kollwitz etching. There is the “I’ve been there” feeling I get from anything by Edward Hopper.

I wanted to draw great drawings. I wanted to paint great paintings. I wanted to see my work displayed in galleries and museums. I wanted people to hang onto my every word about art and the creative life.

None of those things ever happened.

I just do the regular workday and weekend routines and take care of my chickens. Sometimes I draw simple cartoon illustrations, usually of my chickens. Gracie. Bessie. Pearl. Blanche. Amelia. Emily. And I wonder if my drawings will ever be able to do what great art does…touch the heart.

My Life With Gracie taught me what we love isn’t always what we are meant to do.

You can read a little more on this page About Me…And Gracie.

I will do my best to post each Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday. Every “Like,” “Follow,” and “Comment” is truly appreciated! Lately I have been reworking some of my first illustrations and stories. You can view the reworked version of this post here.

My Life With Gracie...About What We Love

 

My Life With Gracie…An Introduction

An Introduction

People say to be a good writer you should write about what you know and love. For me, that has to be my chickens, and most particularly my Gracie.

She and my other chickens have taught me more about life and about myself than I will ever have time to write. Still I want to put some of it down and share what I can while I still remember most of it.

No story is complete without pictures, and so I will draw those as well. The style is rather simple with a childlike innocence, but hopefully the message will not be.

My Life With Gracie taught me how life itself is filled with grace if you only look for it.

I will do my best to post each Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday. Every “Like,” “Follow,” and “Comment” is truly appreciated! Lately I have been reworking some of my first illustrations and stories. You can view the reworked version of this post here.

My Life With Gracie...An Introduction