Graceful Ballerina Watercolor 11×14 Saunders Cold Press
As If I Were Dancing Myself…
I’ve always admired the delicate gracefulness of a ballerina…
As a little girl, I dreamed of being one myself.
I had a little jewelry box with a tiny ballerina that twirled to music when I opened it.
I wanted to be able to do that and look so delicate and graceful and beautiful.
But I wasn’t delicate or graceful or beautiful.
I was chubby and a bit clumsy and loud.
I tried tap and jazz and ballet classes,
but my mind and body didn’t cooperate with the rest of the dancers.
I was heavy-footed and exuberant and impatient.
When the rest of the class moved right, I moved left.
I continued to grow into being a “big girl” with a “pretty face.”
Just what every teenage girl wants to hear – right?!
I had short, wavy mousy-brown hair – with bangs no less –
when all I wanted was long, straight hair.
I had a full round face, and when I smiled or laughed,
I completely lost my eyes, which became tiny slits (still to this day!)
I had big feet – a sturdy foundation Grandma claimed –
not delicate ballerina feet that could point and hold me up so gracefully.
A ballerina I was and am not,
but that is finally ok with me now. (only took 50+ years!)
If I can’t be a ballerina,
I can paint one.
And I can feel the same delicate gracefulness
as if I were dancing myself.
Cheers & Hugs,
*Painting inspiration from Pinterest (no credit identified). Three colors used: Daniel Smith Neutral Tint, Azo Yellow, Alizarin Crimson.