This is my Rainbow Dancing Girl. My Mother's Day present from Terry that we finally go to go buy yesterday, now that things from the move are settling down and she was less likely to get bashed up in the move. This girl kept me mostly sane in the past several months.She's been locked up behind a glass case at Costco for months now. When I would go out shopping since this past March, my mask would slip and I'd kind of fall apart. I have no idea what people thought of the crazy lady walking through the aisles, or occasionally just sitting on the ground next to the cart, with tears pouring down her face. But I would always eventually go to the Rainbow Dancing Girl, and she would cheer me up--like a dose of instant sunshine. (I think the piece is actually called Over the Rainbow, but I always think of her as the Rainbow Dancing Girl). So when I told Terry that looking at her made me happy, he decided to let me have her.
I love this beautiful lady. I think it's because she's the me that I always pictured. Me--though much skinnier and better coordinated, for sure. But free, happy, just enjoying being in the moment. Someone who could do just about anything, and would do it, with her own unique style and energy. Someone who radiated color, beauty, and joy. This is the me that I would like to be.
I'm probably a complete moron for buying a huge fine porcelain sculpture like this when my girlies are still so young. But for my daily dose of sunshine, I will take the risk.
2 comments:
That was a sweet piece you wrote, Randy. I actually do see you in her ...and Chrissy too!
I would sit and cry with you if I weren't so far. I love having you for a sis-in-law.
I love it. She is so beautiful and you deserve the happiness she gives you! I look forward to seeing her in person... and your apartment.
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