Poetry from WWII - A soldier's letters to his wife

Pin It I recently came across these letters my grandfather wrote for my grandmother while he was away in World War II.  I was amazed to discover what a poet he was, another artist in my family, another affirmation that I am on the right path.


Here are some images, scans I took of the very old paper, thick and creased as it has been probably since he stuffed it in an envelope and sent it across the seas to comfort the love he'd left behind:

"Stealing Through My Heart"

Stealing through my heart

I feel a memory of you

Stealing through my dreams

I see the happiness we knew

Through my every slumber

I see a moon above

I hold you close and whisper

To you again of love

Gently through my ears

I can hear you breathe my name,

The loneliness I fell goes on

seeping through my brain 

But though we are apart

I will remember you

For you seem to keep on stealing through my heart

Stealing through my heart

For Louis: La Macarena - An animated short film by Felicia Stevenson

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So a friend of mine, thinking he was funny, told me he would publicly follow my blog if, and only if, I featured an animation of a guy dancing "La Macarena" on it.

So, without further ado, here it is Louis, just for you:
(every one else feel free to watch as well!)




So there.  I do believe you owe me a public following now, as this is 57 different illustrations and took at least 3 hours of work ;)


Also: 

Thanks!  You helped me to discover yet another medium to play with, another outlet for my creative juices.

Barry says thanks too, but his thanks is more sarcastic, because you see, he's been feeling a little bit abandoned as my newly created blog and new found love of digital art seem to be consuming me lately... so he really didn't need me to find yet another thing to captivate me.  LOL

♥I love you babe and thanks for being so supportive ♥

A small gift for all the parents out there...

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This video by David Crawford is one of my favourite youtube finds of all time...




See?

It's super awesomeness speaks for itself.

Thank you, David Crawford.

And you're welcome, all you  parents out there.

Haha! 

Much Love, 

Felicia

Why a blog? Why now?

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Somebody asked me recently why I had started this blog, and what I hoped to gain from it.

Now, 

before I go into details, I should probably start by explaining that I have a HUGE ego. 

While I'd like to say that isn't the case, I can't help it, and I really can't deny it.  I don't do well with having egg on my face.  I think this stems from a childhood of being bullied and ridiculed.

Don't get me wrong though! 

I do have a sense of humour, especially about myself, but there's a difference between people laughing with you at your eccentricities and them ridiculing your wildest dreams or making light of your biggest fears.

So,

That being said, it's hard for me to put this out there, because if it never happens, then everyone will know the truth.  But, here goes it:

This Blog isn't just a hobby.  It's a Dream.  

I have dreamt of being a published author for as long as I can possibly remember.  In the second grade, our teachers organized this thing where we could read our poetry for the class, and if it was good enough, we'd get to go read it to the other second grade classes.  I had at least three poems every week, and at least one of them was always deemed good enough for the tour.

For most of my adult life however, I have lacked inspiration.  I've always known I was an artist, but I couldn't figure out what my medium was.  I knew I wanted to write, but didn't know what to write about.

Then, a few years ago, I discovered Sophie Kinsella.  

Her Shopaholics series was the discovery of a total new genre for me.  Light hearted, easy to read and funny stories that could easily be called the "chick flicks" of books. The dream started to stir in me once more as I knew I had found my genre.

I've also been inspired by following Allie at Hyperbole and a half for long time: she has many followers, which was already generating revenue for her.  Her latest post indicates that she's writing her first book!  

She will be published.  

And it started with a blog!  I'm so happy for her, and I also think that if it happened for her, there's no reason why it couldn't happen for me.

So here I am.  Full of ideas and brimming with inspiration.  Hoping against hope that if I just put myself out there, good things will happen.

This is my dream, and it's high time I try to make it happen.

On a lighter note...

Rainy week-ends - Another illustrated short story by Felicia Stevenson

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This is my interpretation of what the week-end felt like with the kids:

Rinse.  Repeat.

um, Excuse me.  Skip the rinse part, that's for shampoo.

But repeat.  Over and over and over again.

Thank God it's back to school tomorrow!

Haha!

Much Love!

Felicia xx