Some years ago, I found a piece of driftwood on the beach that really appealed to me. I immediately knew how I wanted to use it. Out came the sealant and paintbrush and after several coats, my latest project was ready for the next stage.
I dragged my husband with me to a local store which carried pre-Colombian art adorning platters, roof tiles, T-shirts, coffee mugs and jewelry. Sadly, we had left it too late; there was only one tile remaining. However, we were assured another shipment of tiles would be arriving within a couple of weeks. I purchased their last tile, knowing we’d be back for another two so I could complete my project. A couple of weeks turned into a month…two months…three months. It became quite apparent there weren’t going to be any additional deliveries. I was sorry I had made the original purchase. After all, what was I going to do with only one tile? But as stubborn as I can be, I was determined to finish what had been started. If I couldn’t buy the artwork, surely I could attempt to create my own. And that is precisely what I did. A little research into pre-Colombian art, a little acrylic paint, a couple of tiles, and voila, my vision was complete.
So, what began as “I wish I could” became “I’m sorry I did”, only to revert to “I’m NOT sorry I did”!