So this is a recent commissioned painting I was asked to do for an old school friend. The brief was simple…
“Hey I was wondering if you could paint me a picture – aboriginal/modern that shows sisterhood, environment, love and sharing. It’s for a dear friend and would love to give her something special.”
The idea for this came fairly quickly. This is a rarity for me as ideas never come when I want them to but today I was #blessed.
It was based on the principle that women are so unique and beautiful in their own right. As a man in the past I know I overlooked this more than I should have. But I’m learning. We all tend to look at the glass half empty and internalise our frustrations. The effort taken to be optimistic and hopeful is worth the time we invest into it. To achieve this, i should pause pause more often and notice the little things. If I stand still long enough, i can start to see how a woman compliments a man. She has qualities that as men, we will always forget and take for granted sometimes.
But who won’t ever forget? Her friends and the one she calls sisters. They know sympathy better than any male could. They listen like it was a natural gift to them. (We guys just hear sounds more often than not.) They can give emotions to each other on so many levels we men could never understand if we cared for long enough.
So I for one am greatful my wife has her sisters.
The ones that annoy you like crazy, but you could never turn your back on them in crisis. The ones that seem to be on my level in some capacity more than others. The ones that make me laugh when every thing is stacked against the odds. The ones that show love.
So to them I dedicate this painting and tip my hat to you.
Now excuse me while I move out to the backyard to leave the fray of women sitting at my dining table (my office) crying and laughing, talking about something that I have no interest in what so ever.
