Yarra, Princess of the Fairies

When I saw Yarr's photo the first time, that look, the way she is looking through the flowers, was like looking through fairy dust. I completed Yarra a few months back and haven’t posted her yet. I really didn’t know how I was going to put my thoughts of this painting into words. LOL, then today, I got a friendly nudge to post the painting from Yarra’s mom with a picture of the painting and rightfully so Yarra needs to be shown off to the world. Seeing that face again in this painting, was like opening the floodgates of memories of when I painted Yarra. This is a painting that just happened, it was as if the brushes took over my hands and the fairy dust was controlling them. With only painting on the weekends, I was obsessed during the week and my only thought was of wanting to get back to work on the painting. It really did control me. I remember when I sent this watercolor painting of Yarra to her mom, via snail mail. I couldn’t stand the waiting to receive that email telling me Yarra’s essences (that painting) was in her mom’s hands. That little girl is now a part of me and always will be. I believe her mom wrote a poem about her and the way Yarra has touched her life. Maybe we can get Yarra’s mom to share that poem, so Yarra can touch your heart with her fairy dust too.