Violet in room
Full of big, bright, loud, bloomers
Shrinks into her shell.
Art Prescription: I have so many wonderful friends, and love spending time with them. But put me in a noisy restaurant with loud music, and suddenly I feel like a turtle wanting to withdraw into its shell. I sit looking around the table at my friends squirming in my seat, the loudness erasing all chances of real conversation. I cannot wait to get outside. To listen to the grass grow. Leaves me wondering why I’m so different?
Index card with colored pencil and ink, my chop that says “hope”
…and you’re not that different
🙂
Pretty amazing that I’m so similar. One-on-one conversation is so easy; a large group requires me to become the listener, absorbing the stories others need to tell.
That’s a good approach Lea.