Varsti came to terms with the fact that she was different from her peers at a very young age.
But the other children (who we know mostly imitate their elders) would constantly tease her, because of her difference...you see, her voice did not come through her mouth, but through the tiny beak of a yellow bird that she carried around wherever she went...
But what the other children didn't know was that she had a secret...something that they would envy... Because through the bird, she could talk not only to humans, but also to nature, trees and animals who would await her passing by so they could listen to the stories she would tell...
...and that is how Varsti found out that trees could weep, as diaphanous petals would fall in her presence...
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Lovely :)
Very pretty!
I like the colours and textures, nice work!
Penny.
Yes, I do love these colours ...
Dreamy ...
x x x
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so pretty!
I just found your etsy shop via this painting being featured on the front page. I am very impressed with your art work & so many sales. (I'm jealous >.<) I'm happy to become a new follower of your blog!
SO lovely...and i love yellow!!!
Beautiful, Maya, and I love the story : )
By the way, I also love your blog banner - do you sell the design as a card? I'd love to have!
Clare
xx
I just discovered your blog. Your artwork is so beautiful! I love how your images whisk me away to a dreamy other-world. They really are amazing. And my best wishes for your health.
-Vivian
i just found your blog - and your artwork is beautiful!! love this post - the yellow and blue and dreamy. xx
I love her dress and her pretty bird! she would be my best friend! I would never make fun of her!
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