The House That Built Me

For so long I have spoke about my childhood home as “the house that broke me” For so long I have related to the house pain and hurt. But I want to change that perspective.

As I shared in my impact statement last week. There are so many memories from living in this house. So I have decided to do a canvas series of how I see this house.

This week I decided to paint this picture as I see it now. A bold brick home with a slight storm cloud but also this beautiful rainbow that intertwined the pretty blue sky and a very shiny sun.

I found myself getting frustrated about the canvas not turning out the way I envisioned. I had to remind myself this was more about portraying the message than the message being perfect. I am very happy how it turned out

Here is the actual house.This is my interpurtation of how I see the house

Here is how I made the rainbow part of the sky. I also put a butterfly on the window. This window was not my room but you could see through the window into my room. That is why I thought I was important to put the rainbow on the rain. (BTW it is heart shapred)