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Remember When....


Remember when, our days were filled with you and me
we played like children filled with glee
we laughed at everything we'd see
we hugged and kissed, and giggled endlessly
remember when?


Remember when, our eyes would meet at once 
we'd fall in love again, with each and every glance
Our days and nights were filled with sweet romance
and no one ever, thought we stood a chance?
Remember when?


Remember when, we played like children in the snow
we never needed a specific place to go
Each day, showed us all we needed to know
How I miss those days so, 
Remember when?


Remember when, We'd act like we were man and wife,
we dreamed we'd share our hearts, our souls, our lives
we never dreamed we'd face on day of strife,
We lived for love, and oh man, what a life.
Remember when?


And though I know, it's nice to reminisce
I'm so glad, I didn't miss
A single kiss
because of you, My life is bliss


WWe made our dreams come true
me and you
together, through and through
Because we said I do.


You know, I would do it all again,
But even then...
Remember when?

Matt and I at his Graduation in 2008. Our second day of
being a couple.

Matt and I after 4-5 months dating.

Matt and my first dance as Mr. and Mrs. Blackwell.

The Little Things Can Make The Biggest Things

I have to say, life is a difficult journey. If you make the wrong turn, it may take years before you get back on the right road... Yesterday was Valentine's Day. Matt was a sweet heart. The night before he pulled the mattress into the living room, and lit a fire. (For the past three nights, we have been watching the Jurassic Park series.) We woke up on Valentine's Day late, needless to say, I missed my classes. I guess it was worth it, being Valentine's Day. I got a white rose, chocolates, a beautiful card and he took me on a date. The choice, in Matt's case, would be to get me something to show he cares, or nothing and saving for the future. The steps that happened with in that day, is what made the day. There are so many choices you make in a day, and it seems so minute, but the fact is that it alters your entire day. Choices have arrows pointing in opposite directions. I made a choice on June 19th, 2010 to get married to Matt and change myself from Rachel Prettyman to Rachel Blackwell. Choices don't have to be a life choice, it can be one so small, that you don't think it would do any damage. We had a choice to eat somewhere nice, or somewhere cheap. We chose a happy medium, somewhere delicious and inexpensive, and in turn, we had leftover money. It's decisions like that, that I am talking about. Choices are our life, but I don't think people are really thinking about that, otherwise, why would some people be making the mistakes they are, unless they want the repercussions. In the end, choices are always a necessary step in living a healthy life.

My art, and other decisions.

I understand the need to continue be involved with everything that makes you, you. But I need to be honest, here. I just can't keep doing that... I am an artist. I paint, sketch, use charcoal, batik, sew, knit...But, in art, there is not a lot of income. And income, is what will keep Matt and i, and whatever children we might produce, off the streets. I would not raise a family off minimal income, because I am selfishly pursuing something that might not even be great. Basically, what I am trying to say, is that I need to choose between two things that I, either, love or need. I have already decided that whatever career I go into, it will have both god's approval and art in it. I am assuming that since I have this talent in the first place, that god gave it to me for a very special reason, and that is not to be disturbed...so, that meant that I needed a job that would be lucrative, as well as using creativity as the main objective. The Career that I am going forward on, is Interior Design. And I will pursue it  until God tells me otherwise.

I have decided that in each month this next year, I am going to produce a new piece of art, and by the end of the year, I will have 12 pieces. (I am always able to finish within two to three days, but I want to take my time.) I will decide, on these 12 pieces, and on prayer, maybe the right decision will be made. maybe if I had a little more confidence in my art, the way people do when they see it, I'm sure that it will be worth it in the end. Maybe, by this little experiment, I will learn self confidence and esteem, and learn that I can do anything I want to, just like my parents used to tell me when I was 5.

Below are mostly art pieces that won me a scholarship in high school. The common size of the pieces are 18x24.

 

This one was called 'Apples and Pears'. I used white charcoal on black paper, we had to use the white charcoal to make the shadows. We were not allowed to use black charcoal.

This is called 'Autumn Harvest'. I used Chalk pastel for this still life, and it is one of my favorites.

I just generally call this 'Ball Jars'. It really doesn't have a title on it. This is a pencil still life, and the first picture that I attempted drawing glass.

This is 'Bowl of Ornaments'. This was black charcoal on white paper.

This is Rose-N-Bull. Yes, you can see me in the cellophane. :) It was black charcoal on gray paper.

I attempted to draw some cloth, I don't think it turned out well. this doesn't have a title, I just call it cloth

'Converse Love'. This is a scratch board. I am 98% positive that i got this off of Google. I haven't done many copies of internet pictures, but this is one. :)

'Dinner-Time' 

Black charcoal on white paper. 

'Moses and the Commandments'

This is literally the real size of this picture. It was so small, i had so much trouble putting in the cloth and other details. this was 4x6

This is a crop of my portrait, from 'Self Indulgence'

'Pearls and Flowers' A still life I made, with oil pastels, on pink paper

This is a picture of my husband. He has natural red hair, so i chose red paper. He was wearing all black so i wanted to show him off. He had a black streak in his hair. i was so happy with this result.

'Reflections Study' There are a few friends of mine as well as myself, in the large vase. This was both white and black charcoal on gray paper.

'Self Indulgence' A self portrait, and a study of reflections.

A self portrait. This was a copy from a senior photo of myself.

Still Life Study

Study Time

'Tea Time'

You can see the art board clips in this picture, but this was chalk pastel on creme paper.

A portrait of a lovely woman, named Whitney Kolb.