I can’t make up for lost time now. Then permission came from somewhere deep inside me. Be true to yourself, it said. Be who you always were, it said. Reclaim the things you were passionate about when you were young and innocent, it said. You only answer to me, it said. So I listened. What did I love way back when? Dewy sun-dappled scenes of colorful flags and banners fluttering in the breeze; carnival lights; bees on bright flowers; and the feeling of being a kid lying in a grassy wildflower meadow while butterflies flitted about me. What else? Bright colors in a pastry shop; the glean of light reflecting off old-fashioned candies too pretty to eat; and the magical call of any body of water to my mermaid heart. Yes! Those were the images I wanted to capture. That’s how I saw the world then. Then came the realization, “Hey, I still do!” That is what will guide my creative journey now that I have “arrived” at 50. "Be true to yourself, it said"
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