Well, I have to laugh because I have named this post "TN Butterfly" due to it's color. I am, however, the absolute worst Vol fan that ever lived. I know...it's pure sacrilege. Perhaps it's because I watched a friend of our family live and die over Michigan's wins and losses and swore to myself I would never let a team decide how my day was going to go. I do like the color orange. I am proud to be a Tennessean. I wish the Vols well. My favorite thing about butterflies, though, is what it takes to get them to the butterfly state. Very symbolically I watched a butterfly emerge from it's chrysalis during a difficult time in my life. I had purchased the kit for my class one year. I was with my son after school when the magic happened. It is not an easy thing for the butterfly. It's chrysalis swings back and forth violently... and once it emerges the struggle is just beginning. But finally, when the wings are dry from beating them back and forth it is ready for flight. Who knows. Maybe the Vols will emerge as a strong contender this year. I wish them the best. But I think I'll ponder a bit more on the butterfly and remember the victory God gave me through my struggle. Emerging from struggle is a wonderful thing.
6 x 12
Acrylic and oil pastel
Gallery wrapped canvas
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