My ramblings as a lover of adventure, all things crafty,art, life, and mostly bacon....

Sunday, September 27, 2009

Tragic Ballerina the story continues...

A few weeks ago when I started this very sad journey...

I posted a photo of myself of facebook with my tutu on and my head down crying. I got a lot of worried responses but the best one was Teri's "you look so tragic Elena, I hope you are ok" I had just told my husband I was leaving him and cried for about 24 hours straight and the next morning I was meeting Jennifer T. and Anita to go to D23 Expo. I had no idea if I could do it or not but I knew I needed to. I needed to keep moving and keep busy or I felt like I would die. So I was trying on my tutu and tears were streaming down my face and I just thought I needed to capture the moment. So in my dimly lit living room with a tripod and a timer I took this photo:

I know some people will think it's strange but honestly I am so happy I took this picture so that I could make this nostalgia board this weeked at Miss Vicky's. Thank you Vicky for opening your home and your "collection" to me and for being such a loving caring generous friend.

this vintage ballet slipper was just waiting to be turned into art

A mini tutu with black wings reminds me that angles are watching over me even in the darkest of times.

Carly dyed the ballet slipper toe for me and I sprayed it with tattered angels turqoise blue, and added black glass glitter to make it sparkle.

"time heals all wounds" I know it will heal mine. below these words is a photo from a magazine of little ballerinas, a nod back to my innocence and a look toward the future child I can only dream of right now.

the Tragic Ballerina under glass smudged and stamped with the word "Remember" I know I will never forget the way I felt that night. I want to remember and draw strength from it as I look back on this very hard journey.

A beautiful purple vintage rose with a teardrop. Thank you Jan for this idea. "How Bad Was It?" it was horrible and still is. I live for the distractions that get me through the day.

A skull with turquoise blue tattered angel eyes, reminds me to live each day to the fullest because it goes fast and it is a gift.
A stained broken heart waiting to be whole again.

and finally in the bottom corner a little "hope" because that is what I have.

It was extremely cathartic making this piece. I know I will never forget this time in my life and I will learn so much and grow so much from this experience and the 2 best wisest things my father ever said to me were "Love is unconditional" and "Life is to experience so live it to the fullest" and I try to live by the latter every single day.


julie Haymaker thompson said...

This is a gorgeous post, it proves the sad fact that there is beauty in pain. Also that you have posted it will allow you to look back in time and see how far you have come

Just call me Silly Sal said...

It's all going to help and what you made at Miss Vicki's is beautiful to boot!

Erin Bassett said...

I LOVE IT! I think it's great that you used art to help you get through and process everything. Each detail of it was so thoughtfully expressed and I'm sure you will treasure it for years to come.