Friday, August 12, 2005

Art Journal Project: Risk

It says: For the longest time she had wanted a little diamond freckle on her nose, but she thought the world was saying “That is a stupid idea”. She thought she heard: “You are neither pretty enough nor ugly enough to get away with one of those”, and, “Why would you want to draw attention to your nose?” and, “What would people think?” So... she didn’t do it. Somewhere in the back of her mind a little voice whispered things like “Who says you are not pretty enough?” and, “Why do you care what people will think?” and, “What is wrong with your nose, anyway?", and the little voice grew louder and louder until she couldn’t ignore it any more… and on that day… she got one.

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