Gently, carefully his skilled hands caressed her lovely form smoothing away time's ravages, restoring her youthful glow. He worked deliberately to honor her as he marvelled over her beauty, silently praised her maker. He whispered to her as he moved down her spine and thought he heard, 'A little lower and to the left, darling...'
RESTORATION.... A restorer of the Foundation of Prussian Castles and Gardens Berlin-Brandenburg cleans a marble sculpture from Sanssouci Castle's Orangerie in Potsdam, Germany. The castle's statues are traditionally cleaned and restored during the winter months. Photo courtesy: AFP.
I just LOVED this picture when I found it. It's been sitting in drafts for a while waiting for me to use it. It's been a while since I did a Friday 55 and it's not that I lack things to count but I was feeling somewhat uninspired in both areas. Then I went to read Lecram's count today and I knew it was time to use this. Now, I am no writer, artist or musician (yes, I like to blog and toss out the occasional poem or story, I can draw reasonable facsimiles of things I want to represent, I play guitar really badly and sing worse...it's all more or less to amuse myself, not because I have any delusions of giftedness) but I am so very grateful for the folks who have genuine gifts in these areas and bless the rest of us with them.
At the same time, I love to see what is produced as someone learns and develops skills in these areas. I have huge files of kid art (including at least a ream of dinosaurs, foxes, and heroes as Isaac went through his various early elementary artistic periods. He's now exiting the medieval warrior period and entering the football uniform design phase, hahaha. Just draw kiddo, anything you want. Don't stop.) I have more files of their stories and journals from when they started learning to write. Again, Isaac has produced some pretty hilarious stuff (a boy superhero who drives a nuclear powered Ford, some cute poetry inspired by Jack Prelutsky and Shel Silverstein, the adventures of the very stupid teacher....inspired by his very dim 3rd grade teacher.)
I'm so thankful for the people who inspire me in creativity and who help me encourage kids in theirs. When Calypso was taking piano lessons and started noodling around with something she had composed instead of her assigned lesson her teacher didn't reprimand her. She pulled out paper and said, 'Let's write that down so others can play it too!' She walked her through adding some more and polishing it up and Calypso performed it at her first recital. Can you just imagine the way that kid was beaming??
So this week I am counting the beauty of creativity. Have a great weekend and either add something creative or enjoy and encourage someone else who has.