In college, I took a museum framing class.  I still have a few mat boards I cut for practice and frames I made hang around my house.
I had this small gold frame with a fun little mat that I was saving for something special.  My daughter made it so when she was a toddler, she scribbled all over it.
I wasn’t happy, but then it fit this part of a song I love.  It was meant to be.




We sat and colored the scribbles with color pencils, a great memory I treasure.  I wrote the FAMILIES part with a resist and then painted a watercolor wash of purples and magenta.  The small letters came last with a white pen.





My family is my inspiration, my best school, my hardest lessons, my all.
A gift from above.


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