©2012 Kirstin McCulloch |
Acrylic on Canvas
18" x 18"
I was watching an episode of Extreme Makeover: Home Edition - you know the show where they come in and tear down some deserving persons home and rebuild a house, and often save and rebuild lives?
The show where the deserving persons life is usually so hard, so desperate, so bleak, yet they some how find the light is the darkness?
The show that has me in floods of tears - every. single. episode!
Anyway I digress (and really what else is new?) on this one show, the father says something like 'I teach my kids to shoot for the moon, and if they miss grab a star instead'.
How awesome is that? It really resonated with in me, and I had a moment of extreme clarity. There is no best or worst, there is no first and last and there is no succeed or failure. You aim high - and sometimes you need to grab a star instead.
So this is what I was immediately inspired to create and I ignored everything to finish her. I will frame her and put her some where to remind me - lasso the stars.
Have you ever had such a moment of clarity? What did you become inspired to do? I would love to hear your stories.
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Beautiful, a touching painting with a touching story.
ReplyDeleteThis is so gorgeous! I love the story as well. I had a college professor that used to say the same thing and it has always stuck with me. :)
ReplyDeleteThat show is a tear-jerker, but one of the most inspiring shows on t.v. these days. Your interpretation of what the father said through painting is lovely.
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful painting!! LASSO THE STARS... love it.
ReplyDeleteGreat painting & story. xoxo
I had to abandon watching that show because I just embarrassed myself every time by being a huge sook and crying all over the place... there was a marathon here one day and it almost did me in... nice that you can find something so lovely from it... for me it would mean painting a big box of tissues!!!...xx
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