I have a certain table covering I use when creating. It's vinyl and strong and easy to wipe down.
I bought it years ago at Kohl's, I believe. I originally bought it for a family gathering in the spring/summer season. But at some point, I must have put it out for a crafting day and gotten a splash of paint on it.
Since then, it has become my official crafting table cloth.
And it makes me super happy.
The minute I pull it out, I am reminded of the hundreds (yes, hundreds) of things created on its very surface.
I am reminded of the moments of pure bliss I've experienced when I am in that major creative mode.
I see the splashes I have made on it, and splashes the girls have made, too.
It certainly has a few story to tell.
Like when I discovered who the artist was inside of me, and discovered the kinds of art I wanted to make.
Or like the moment when Ella painted a mustache on her face.
This weekend, I pulled it out and found myself looking at it for a long time. It's come a long way. And I think I have, too.
I snapped a few photos of it, to remember the moment.
Beautiful splashes. Thanks for letting me share it with you.
Peace, my friends.