Alyice on April 24th, 2008
It has been so much fun reflecting on the many different creative phases in my life and it’s been fun walking down memory lane and seeing all the photos of past work. I just wish I had some stuff to share with you from when I was a young child.

Create A Life Worth Living ~ Image © Alyice Edrich, 2008
I’ll never forget the first time I created a poster about Native American Indians or the time I tried to trick everyone into believing that I actually drew this awesome cartoon character when all I really did was trace the outline onto a large poster board using a projector and color it in. (I know…shame on me. But hey I was just a kid who didn’t know any better.)
And I will forever cherish the days my mother sat down, on the floor, at the top of our stairs and colored with me. She lovingly showed me how to blend colors using crayons, how to create different effects using circular motion versus linear motion and heavy coloring versus soft coloring. And for just a little while I felt as though time had just stood still and I was the only thing that mattered to her.
“So seriously, what’s with all the reflection?” you ask.
Well, to be quite honest I really needed to allow myself the luxury of remembering who I am. Several years ago a tragic death took place in my life that nearly destroyed me. And while I have been functioning on the outside and cherishing every moment with my family, I really did lose sight of who I was.
I had always been a creative person. I had always felt alive when creating—even it if wasn’t all that great in the eyes of others. And I had always enjoyed visual stimulation through the works of others—crafters, painters, sculptors, photographers, videographers, visionaries, and even nature.
But that death stifled me emotionally, creatively, and for awhile physically. It’s taken a long time to be okay without that person in my life and to accept death for what it is—a transition from this world to the next (heaven). And it’s taken a long time to truly feel alive again—alive in a way that allows creativity to flourish.
So I guess you could say that I needed to remind myself of one simple fact: creativity has always been a part of who I am as a person and without it, I am not completely whole.
P.S.
In case you’ve come across this post months, even years later, here’s a list of the phases to which I spoke of.
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You definitely “get it” about creativity being a part of you.
It’s so cool that you remember fondly the times when your mom colored with you.
Thanks for your nice comments on my blog.
Love,
Wyanne
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