Art Moves ME

Art, in all forms, is a story.

A story tell itself to your heart and mind individually, differentiating itself by the person who is reading it. That is why I love art. It tells me a story with every piece I see. And in some cases they move me.

This Particular piece I painted myself, for my Brycey. It hangs over our Bed and takes me away to this balcony in a far off land every time I see it.

This is the story:

Once a upon a time.........

Girl (yes, her name is Girl) lived in a tiny shack in the corner of the village Ovorp. Girl was a goose herder by trade and loved tending her geese everyday with care and tried to block out her cruel and demanding boss. Girl lived with three women, Ymma, Yllsha, and Ayl; Ayl and Yllsha owned the tiny house on the corner. Girl and Ymma were best friends. Every night after a long day of work, Ymma and Girl would lay on their beds in their tiny room and talk as if they had been on an adventure that day, since Ovorp was so dusty and brown they pretended to be anywhere but Ovorp. They visited the tops of highest mountains, to the swamps and valleys of the land Zatacony. But their favorite place they spoke of and visited the most, were the Swan Islands. Their minds would be swept away as they described the trees and the smells of the Swan Islands; everything from the vibrant pink sunsets to the warm, clear blue lakes that were filled with floating lillies and dolphins. Now dolphins don't regularly swim in lakes but they did in the Swan Islands because their lakes were like mini oceans, with the floors of the lakes covered in starfish and soft, turquoise sea coral. But when they were, most likely every time, interrupted by Yllsha and Ayl with their high demands and yelling, they were brought back to reality to their dusty brown surrounding. Ymma told Girl,"One day you will find your prince and dance on the castle balconies of the Swan Islands."

On a hot summer day Ymma and Girl were tending the Geese, a dashing, funny, and sweet man named Esirb came to help them.  He said he was sent by Ayl and Yllsha.  Girl was very cautious at first, and didn't completely trust Esirb, but she was suprised how fast she fell in love with him.  He found out through Ymma, Girls' hopes and dreams and Esirb saved every penny in order to take her away to the Swan Islands.  In the middle of the night when the moon was full and high in the sky, he tapped on her window.  She sneakily crept out her window to meet her prince, she wore a large grey cloak and left on a white horsecarriage with Esirb.  But trailing close behind were Yllsha and Ayl.  They didn't want to lose Girl because she paid all their rent.  Then Esirb did something unexpected; he said three words......Shatz, Tesoro, LOVE!!! and off they flew towards the moon and into the lands of Swan Islands. Girl thought," you know magic too!!What a surprise! "

And that night they danced on the castle balconies in the Swan Islands. And lived happily ever after.

Last night I held my Sweet Little Little (a.k.a Smith)

I was frustrated.

I was tired.

I was confused.

I asked Heavenly Father, Why?

Why is Smith different?  What do I need to do?  How can I best help him?  Can he please sleep, can I please sleep.

Tears came to my eyes as I walked around my house in the wee hours of the night.  I was talking to Smith and heavenly Father out loud.  Hoping one of them would hear me and understand.  As Smith dozed off on my numb shoulder I thought of the conversation I had with my sweet Bryce during the day before.

My Bryce said he felt sad for the first time about Smith.  He watched a Dad with his son playing, and realized that might not ever happen with Smith.  I told my Bryce I loved him,  I kissed him and said,  "you are the strong one, remember."   He picked up Smith and held him close.

He is the strong one.  He helps me and I help him.  Today I helped him.  And I loved it.  We love our Sweet Little Little..... SO DARN Much!!!!

It made me think of one of the most influential talks I have ever read by one of the most beloved late apostles Joseph B. Wirthlin.  It's called "Live in Thanksgiving Daily."  The first time I read this talk was in the Canary Islands, serving my mission for the LDS church.  I encourage all to READ IT.....SERIOUSLY, it will change your perspective on life.  Here is the link.....just click and you are there.

“Live in Thanksgiving Daily”

Here is a quote from that very talk.

“The man who forgets to be thankful has fallen asleep in life”

I want to live everyday in gratitude and thanksgiving and I know I can.  I love life and I love being happy about it... there are things that always make me live in the moment and i am going to name a few:

Seeing Smith Smile

My Husband's dashing good looks

Sitting on a porch in a warm summer sunset

Creeksides

Trees blowing in the wind

Warm Summer nights

Vacations with my family

Beautiful Art work

LOVe

The Gospel

I love all these things and more.....

I love you Smith, and Daddy loves you too.

I am me.
Just Me.
It has been a while old friends of the blogging world. But I am here and well.
We had a family vacation to the Grand Mesa of Colorado.... too much fun, everything from orchards and cherries to lakes and forests.
Fun nights with my Bryce. And fun days with little Smithy
Two of my very dear and close friends are dating.... not other people, but EACHOTHER!!!
Sebastian and Elaine..... Two beautiful people make a beautiful couple, I love it.
Summer heat is the best, I feel totally comfortable in my skin during this time of year.
Smith is eating Solids!
I am not eating Gluten.
Bryce loves Taco Amigo.
And I love you all!
Sorry about the shabby updates. I am just having too much fun to be on the computer.... Garden here I come....YUMMMM!

One of our cars is dead.
It just sits there, sad and lonely.
But, there is still stuff, good stuff, locked in the trunk of the dead car.
So one, not so sunny, afternoon, I went out to the dead car to see if I could somehow open the trunk with the old keys. With no avail, it would not budge. But, as I was walking back into my house, I was looking at the key chains and I noticed a key chain I had never before seen. I stopped and looked at it. It was brass/gold looking, with engravings and a little carving of Jesus' face. I read the engravings. It said,"BE GLAD FOR I AM IN YOUR MIDST."
I stopped.
I pondered.
I said it in my head about 3 or 4 more times,"be glad for I am in your midst."
Whatever negative, or stressful thoughts were swarming in my head at that moment or moments ago.....were gone. I was completely at peace, the kind of peace that is glad, with a slight smile on my face. To "BE GLAD". Being glad is a whole different emotion about life. The definition of Glad is :showing or causing joy and pleasure; especially made happy.
And all because He is in our midst.
His very presence causes a reason to be glad.
He is watching over us.
He is with us.
He wants us to be glad because he can lift any burden, ease any pain, love unconditionally, heal, bless, and be a comforting friend.
And that is something to "be glad" about.

In a Strawberry Daze

The past week my husband and I decided to sell chocolate dipped strawberries at "Strawberry Days" in Pleasant Grove. Which is the fair. I don't really no why they call it the fair, because the prices seem so Unfair... well, I love the fair. I grew up in a town where the fair was, THE event. The smell of cotton candy, livestock, corn dogs, and occasionally, throw up. That doesn't really sound good does it? It makes a small town feel bigger, and a young girl feel adventurous, hoping to reach the "you have to be this tall to ride" sign one day. My Bryce took me on the zipper one night after we were done loading all of our goodies we didn't want stolen in the car. I screamed the whole time. I loved it! Even Bryce screamed.... of course to freak me out he rattled the cages while we waited for others to board into the horribly unsafe contraption in which we were flying and flipping through the air. Well, we sold a lot of strawberries and had fun doing it! While we sold strawberries during the day, our little one was being babysat. So Bryce and I got to hang out and work side by side. I enjoyed flirting with him and being his co-worker. We had sword fights with the skewers, dare each other to do things, drank lemonade, kiss when no one was looking(at least I think), laugh at each other, do impersonations, talk to people, bring up old memories and just goof off together. One day, in the afternoon, Bryce and I were sitting in our chairs behind our strawberry counter and a woman, with her daughter, who bought strawberries from us the day before, walked up to us and said,"Hi you two, I just wanted my daughter to meet you guys and show her how cute you are with each other, I just wanted her to see what she could have some day." I blushed a little and said how nice it was. It makes me go back to my first post and remember that you never know who is watching you.

Yummmmmmm...........

My Favorite flavor, Toasted Coconut.....


I love Strawberries!


Which one would you like? Oh, the chocolate graham cracker?...okay!


So Happy!

I know Smith Feels Love.
Out of all the physical therapy we give him, Bryce and I decided the best therapy we give him is our simple love. Today we gave him a lot of love. Today was a FABULOUS DAY. My husband named it...."Celebration of our love Picnic Day." I know it sounds cheesy, but it's little things like that, that make Bryce.... Bryce. And I love him for it. He is the perfect Best Friend to have when I don't feel like being Joan of Arc, and more like a tired Jane Eyre. He is my knight in Shining Amour. Smith is my little Knight in Shining Amour, and I have faith that one day he will walk up to me and smile and say,"I love you Mom." Every time he uses all the strength he has to roll over (with a little help) he is my little hero. For all you Mom's out there that have a little tike running around or just laying on a blanket in the mean time, I want to tell you that you don't need a ton of credentials. You don't need a thousand books telling you what to do or how to teach your child. The parents I observe that really care for their children are the ones that just love LOVING there child. They don't think,"My Child has only learned to use sign language with 4 things this week, but Betty's child has already learned the alphebet." All I can say to that is,"oh dear," the mother that thinks this has to be some what disconnected to reality. Wake up and realize there are children ( probably like me) that didn't want to learn sign language and wanted to eat dirt instead... is there anything wrong with that? Is she really loving her child, or is she comparing her child? Because if she loved him then she would let him eat dirt and have him stuff her mouth full of dirt sometimes too. Anyway, I love all the Mothers out there that Love there Children. Because isn't that what life is all about?

Here are some pics from the Picnic:


Packing up Mr. Smith... oh WHAt FUn!!






My Sweetie Carrying our Picnic Stuff to the perfect Spot... So pretty




Of Course, eating Delicious Delectable Food.... YummY!!!





Reading books.... we have totally different tastes in reading material...love it.





My little Angel sleeping.... I guess it was too much fun.




We Love Him.....




And Enough said... I love you Bryce.

THE ART OF KISSING.....
There are all types of kisses.
I will name a few:
Gross down your throat
Awkward head tilting
First kiss jitters
Gotta Run
Love ya
Passionate
Real Deep Genuine Love

There are a million more, but I am going to write about the "real deep genuine love" kiss, once upon a time.....
"Mom", I said with a questionable tone.
"Yes, what's up?" she answered.
"I started dating this boy, his name is Bryce, and him and I get along SOOO amazingly it's crazy, but I don't know if "it" is there"....
Before I go on further with the story, I have to explain what "it" is. "It" is everything! It's the passion, the romance, the attraction, the desire to be with the other person. If "it" is not there, sorry, then there is nothing. It was Christmas of 2005 and I had gone on 3 dates with Bryce Hal Taylor. I was visiting my Mom in Cedar City and I was feeling confused of how I was actually feeling for him. I had never felt more comfort and ease around a boy like I had around Bryce. I had never laughed so genuinely hard in my life, been spiritually fed, and had such a great time....but. I still didn't know if "it" was there. My mothers response was different then she had ever given me.
"Kiss him, and you'll know." she said.
This was not typical advise from my Mother, so I decided to rise to the challenge and give it a go.
My Bryce called me on my way back to Provo, Utah, and asked me on a date to watch "almost famous" and eat popcorn. I was excited to see him. We ended up watching the movie and playing thumb war, and during a very serious thumb war tournament, he got close to pulling me in and kissing me, but I shied away and laughed it off. It was time to take me home and we got in his car and he started to drive me to my house which was maybe 5 miles away. On the way he had me pick out a CD and I picked "Parachutes" by Coldplay. He looked at me, and smiled. He skipped to the song "Sparks" (Which is Our Song and please listen to it if you feel like being swept away for a minute or two). All of a sudden he pulled over the car to the side of the road about 2 miles from my destination. I was wondering what had happened, I really didn't know what was going on, I was clueless. And I looked over at him. Then he looked at me. Then he looked at his steering wheel. Then I looked down, then quickly back. Then his eyes met mine. Mine met his. He starting leaning towards me. I started leaning towards him. A perfect head tilt. Eyes closed and then.... the perfect kiss. The Perfect Kiss. "It" was there! I was drawn to him, the passion, the desire, the attraction, it was all there!

Now I get a chance to experience those kisses everyday. Kissing is important. I love kissing. I love the painting "the kiss" by Klimt.


It moves me everytime I see it.


My favorite kiss in a film Is the Kiss by Mr. Rochester and Jane Erye in the BBC mini series movie. I guess it is my favorite because they are best friends and they have so much passion for each other. YOU SHOULD SKIP TO 4:10. (4 minutes and 10 seconds into the clip)

If you wanna know if he loves you so....it's in his kiss, thats where it is.
And now I get to know he loves me, everyday.