Who Are You?

Who Are You?
Does the answer come easily?
Is it resting on your tongue ready to leap off?
Or is it elusive?
I'd love to know.

Who Am I?
I am a Dreamer.  A Romantic.
A Writer of Words and a Painter of Dreams.





... there are dreams of poems and stories yet unwritten ...
kisses yet unkissed, walks yet unwalked,
dreams yet to be captured by my paintbrush ...
and that's a marvelous thing ...
for, to me, what is a life without dreams?





I've mentioned before that as a child
my mother was told by one of my teachers:
"She is a dreamer ...
I catch her staring out of the window, far away in a dream."
That teacher was obviously not a dreamer
or she would have known ...





For a time as a child we lived on a pretty canal
that led to a beautiful lake.
If was the stuff of childhood dreams with
a weeping willow tree in the backyard
and a rowboat that I'd go out with my dad on.
I had a favorite spot at that house.
The backyard sloped down to the water
and there was an area by a grouping of trees
way over in the corner of the backyard
right by the water's edge
that I loved to tuck myself into
and listen to the sounds of the trickling water
and dream ...
I couldn't tell you today what I was dreaming of then ...
but I know even now that it was my happy place.









Today I find myself living in a house
with a deep backyard for dreaming.
As you enter this wonderland, there are scented flower gardens
that were there for years and years before I ever came.









... this house is on the water again ...
another perfect dreamland ...













Sometimes it seems that my dreams
are asking me to follow ...



... sometimes my dreams lead me to an obvious destination ...
"paint this" they whisper ...
"write these words down before you forget" they remind me ...
and when I "get it," it's as if the world
is filled with sparkle ...

But sometimes I get just a hint of where to follow ...
a thought that evaporates before I can grasp it ...
like a misty train on it's way to a destination unknown ...


... those dreams make me work for them ...
it's as if they're hiding behind a veil
waiting for me to find what I am meant to see ...





... it gives me a sense of deja vu ...
and it makes me squint my eyes
to see what I'm not seeing
and tilt my head to listen for what I'm not hearing ...
and when it finally appears,
it's usually filled with more sparkle
than the dreams that present ideas
so quickly.

If I could step back in time,
I'd tell that teacher of my childhood
that my childhood dreams were simply preparing me
for a career that requires
daily dreaming ...

 Sometimes these things are difficult to put into words
and when I mention these things to someone that is
not a dreamer, someone that is practical,
I know they can't hear what I say,
can't see what I see.

Tell me ...
are you a dreamer?


Till next time ...

XO ~ SANDY M

OOH LA FROU FROU
is the blog of illustrator
SANDY M

For custom illustration inquiries
contact Sandy at
artistsandym@gmail.com

The sources of these images
can be found in my Pinterest board
entitled Dreamy

Everything

When you're lying about, dreaming ...

... what is it you wish for?

For dresses with sparkly bodices?

... a rose ring for a freshly-manicured finger?

... sweet bites from a secret admirer?

... or a cake made just for you?

... something pink and whisper lighf?

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... perfect sunsets to end each day?

... enough flowers in your gardens

to pick the prettiest bouquets everyday?

Dreaming and wishing ...

when I was a child, a teacher told my mom this:

"She's a dreamer."

Indeed I am.

Dreaming helps me to

create the illustrations I create,

to write these posts

and to take you to new places without a plane ticket

But in the midst of dreaming and wishing ...

and planning and creating,

I sometimes have to remind myself to look around me.

To open my eyes and really taste the coffee I'm sipping,

to look at the beauty of the cup I hold with the gold handle.

To really see the sun sparkling in the leaves of the tree

on that very day.

To sit and listen to a friend.

To be now.

My head has been very much into

creating girls in the city for a pretty calendar.

When I'm busy like this,

it's especially important to remind myself to be present.

So when I thought of what to do today's post on,

I thought that this one thought is really ...

everything. 

Have a wonderful week, lovelies ...

thank you so much for dropping by.

Wishing you a week of dreams and wishes and

seeing all of the magic already all around you.

OOH LA FROU FROU

is the blog of illustrator

SANDY M

The photos used in this week's post

do not belong to me.

The photos and their sources

can be found

in my Pretty Pretty Pinterest board.

For custom illustration

inquiries, contact Sandy here.