Projecting Beauty – 18×24 Acrylic Abstract on stretched canvas
Every baby is born beautiful.
It is what we project on them
that makes them ugly.
-Ruth in Small Great Things
Sharing this quote today from the book I’m reading that I mentioned yesterday –Small Great Things By Jodi Picoult.
The quote is spoken by a labor and delivery nurse, Ruth, talking about the most beautiful baby she has ever seen born. The baby was born with severe birth defects that led to him not having a face. A small mouth with one tooth was in the place of where an ear should have been and the face was just a mass of skin. A student nurse screamed upon seeing him. Ruth shared how she would never forget the transformation that occurred as a result of the love the mother, and eventually the father, projected onto this sweet baby for the short time they were blessed with his presence on earth. The love in their eyes saw his beauty. The love they projected on this baby made him beautiful.
This really spoke to me. Of course there is the old adage that beauty is only skin deep, but isn’t it so true? I have known people who were absolutely flawlessly attractive in physical appearance, but had such ugly hearts and souls that it blinded the beauty. I also know people that aren’t necessarily physically attractive, but beauty just shines from them. The beauty that is deep within their being. It just consumes the space that surrounds them. And when you look at them, all you see is that beauty.
As parents (and grandparents), we have the power to project this beauty on our children. We have the responsibility to teach them they are beautiful – not because of the color of their hair or skin or the shape of their bodies or the unique intricacies of their personal appearances… They are beautiful because they are loved for just exactly who they are.
Let us love our children by projecting beauty on them. Let us teach our children to project beauty.
Cheers & Hugs,
This painting is quite a diversion from my usual watercolor art. I worked on it for a few days as a special housewarming gift for my oldest son and daughter-in-law, who just moved into their new home. This abstract acrylic was inspired by the beautiful work of Osnad Tzadok. I did it using a palette knife, paper towels, a spray bottle of water, and a brush for a few strokes. All paint by Golden. I may just want to stretch and try some more of this type of work.
I believe I married one of the smartest men in the universe. Not only does he know everything about history and geography and science, he knows how to fix almost anything (with very few exceptions), and he innately wants to help everyone – from family and friends to strangers – by using his knowledge and skills. We may not always agree on everything (like politics or what to watch on TV), but I think I have grown to love and admire him more this year than in all the 39 years of knowing him.
Watching my oldest son become a father and watching the love and adoration between him and his child grow is one of the most beautiful gifts a mom can receive.
Watching my youngest son marry the love of his life and the joy she brings to him is all I could ever ask for.
Spending time with my first daughter-in-law sharing our love of handmade crafting or our greater love of my first grandchild are some of my favorite times this year.
Gaining a second daughter-in-law has expanded my heart even more than I could have imagined, and being welcomed into her family has been such an added bonus.
There is no word (someone must come up with one) to express the indescribable joy felt when watching your first grandchild smile at you for the first time, reach her arms out to you when she sees you, and say “MahMaw” (Grandma) for the first time!
Turning 55 (today!) isn’t so bad. Getting to this stage of life has brought more blessings – more love – deeper relationships with family and friends – than the disadvantages of extra weight, extra sags, extra grays, and extra wrinkles.
2017 was a pretty awesome year! I encourage you to think of seven things you learned or loved in 2017. I am sure there are many more than you realize.
Out of the 365 days…
or perhaps the 8, 760 hours….
maybe even the 525,600 minutes….
How do you measure a year?