DAY 18: Vision Time

For lack of vision, people perish.

This was an assignment to make 3 vision boards. Your dream life and work are two. Then to ask, how to interpret my style into that vision. What would I look like if I figured out how to wear my style doing whatever it is I do. As I write this, I realizing a glaring omission. I don't know how to wear anything but oversized men's shirts and leggings to paint. It's actually part of my true style but I need to figure out how to make it more feminine. So before I post this, I'm going to make a vision board for just my art apparel style.

In the meantime, this is my dream. I want my walk with Jesus to be the center every other thing revolves around. My marriage and family are always forefront. I dream of our extended family hanging out together. Simple days of wonder. I dream of a one story house in the mountains of North Carolina with a breezeway that attaches the house to a barn/studio/shop/garage with bunkhouse over the top of it so Davis and Laina can bring their families home for rest and fun adventure. I want to spend relaxed time with other families and cherish my deeper time with my girlfriends. And, as always, travel. Paris, Europe, South Africa - oh, and I want to swim with dolphins and do a one month painting in France thing with believers so I don't have to apologize all the time.

This next board is my Work dream. Quite simply, I'm well on my way toward this dream, but it looks like painting what I see in my heart in a loose, vibrant painterly style. It looks like becoming a writer of children's books and inspiration books for adults. It looks like blogging shamelessly, but tenderly. It looks like doing something with fashion. Fashion art? I don't really understand it, but lately I've seen on the runway things I actually drew 10 years ago. Interesting. And finally, I would like an online aspect for latent income that allows my art to be accessible to folks who can't afford an original.

This is my style board. This is how I would dress if I had a big budget and a skinny body. OK. That's the roadblock type of statement that sabotages growth and freedom.

But the truth is that I really really like this board. a lot.

I love the colors. I love the lines. I love the variety. I love the story they tell. These are looks that are going somewhere, but not so tightly on a schedule that they miss saying hello to the barista or the old man sitting on a bench with his dog lying at his feet. She's approachable and her friends feel free to be themselves around her. But there's a sophistication that speaks of wisdom, direction and confidence.

OK. I need to make that artist apparel board. Be right back.

OK. That was specifically rewarding. I think I broke the code! This is where I'm headed. It all looks like the same person, but this is the "messy me" version I need to be able to paint without worrying about paint getting on my clothes as it will.

You know what's funny? I now want a pair of red shoes.

And this is good because it's out of nowhere. It's not practical. It's just fun. Who NEEDS a pair of red shoes? But why not? If they are comfortable flats within my budget and that reek with femininity, then maybe I'll find my wings and fly with it.