Fashion Illustrators

I am just now starting my paper that's due tomorrow... It's 9:15....

I've been doing the research all day. I am supposed to compare/contrast 3 fashion illustrators. I've been looking through illustration books and looking at websites from a lot of individual artists. I'm inspired :)
Here are a few of the many that I love! Enjooooy! God bless!

• Arturo Elena (http://www.tmourning.blogspot.com/)
• Andrea Wicklund (http://www.andreawicklund.com/)
• J. David McKenney (http://www.jdavidmckenney.com/)
• Laura Laine (http://www.lauralaine.net/)
• Tuesday Mourning (http://tmourning.com/)
• Bella Pilar (http://www.bellapilar.com/
  

Psalm 32:8

The Lord says, " I will guide you along the best pathway for your life.
I will advise you and watch over you."

"Don't Fret..."

On Easter Sunday, my friend Drew volunteered to walk with me to the train station after church. I was taking a train to Harvard to spend the rest of Easter with my Family at my big sister's house. On the way there we made a few stops, admired the scenery of the city and then walked on.

After we made a stop to look at all the pigeons huddled together in the sun we proceeded on our way ( I took a bunch of pictures and Drew was so patient and waited until almost every pigeon had gotten it's close-up and I was ready to move on).

So... We were walking along and we saw this little guy scribbled on the side of a building. I couldn't make out the words on his face- Drew beat me to it. It said " Don't fret..." As I proceeded to take even more pictures, I thought about the words on his face and I'm thankful the artist decided to write those words instead of something else. I hope he doesn't get painted over because I think everyone in this city and world needs to be reminded that things will work out and that worrying does nothing but waste time and energy. I need to be reminded of that constantly.

For some reason I came back to the picture of the little wall man today. A light has been turned on and I've finally realized how future focused I've become ( and that I've been this way for a while) . It seems as though everyone in my life is in a season of transitioning in their lives . Me included. There are so many decisions to be made, so many things to consider : relationships, finances, "where will I live?" "What is God going to use me for?" "When will I get married ?","What the heck am I going to do with my degree?","What if I hate my major?","Have these 4 years been a waste of time?" ,"Am I where I need to be?"And so on. My imagination has been running at full speed. I have been so flooded with my concerns and my worries of the future that I've neglected the present and forgotten to put my trust in Jesus Christ the Lord, My savior and the lover of my soul. That is a big deal.

I haven't been able to hear his knocking because the echos of my own selfish thoughts have been bouncing off the walls. He broke through- there has been this shift in me that I can't really diagnose. But, I can say that I finally, finally feel my heart being guarded and my desire and hunger for the Lord growing and I have a new curiosity and sensitivity for Him.... This is going to be good. I still have a lot to overcome, but I can say without a doubt that I have the most loyal companion I could ask for and I'm not doing this on my own. Praise the Lord for being so persistent and faithful... Praise, praise, praise the Lord.

Wait for me...

" Beloved..." He says

" Who is it ?"

" I am the one who love you before the beginning and my love for you has no end."

" Who am I that you think of me?"

" My life was willingly given for you, saving you from sin, death and destruction , so one day you'll see what I see and you'll love what I love."

"Will you accept me and let me show you?"

" Yes Lord, my life is yours now, please, show me."

And there was a celebration in heaven with trumpets and singing. God's own heart was filled with Joy.

" I'm knocking, open the door." He says.


" But Lord, I can't get up, I need you to break it down."


" Just reach for me and you'll have me."


So I reach.... I look toward him, and I put out my hand.... And He puts me, forever, into His.


" Open your heart.... Give your heart to me, I am stricken with love for you." He says.


" But Lord, I've been hurt and my heart is hard and the scars are thick, I don't know if I can trust you."


"Believe in me, I will make it soft and heal your wounds." He says


So I believe, and tears fall like a rainstorm because I finally feel the love of my devoted God and feel his comfort .


He replenishes my starving heart and it's starting to shine like new again.


" Look at ME, hear ME." He says


" I'm trying Lord, but the things of the world make me blind and the calls of other lovers fill my ears."


" My blood has washed you clean of this world... Look and listen to all that is true, noble, right, pure, lovely, admirable, excellent, and worthy of Praise- you will see and hear me. You just need seek me!"


So I looked, hypmotized by the beauty of the world around me- created for me. For a minute, the world was quite, then I heard him....

"I have plans for you, Beloved. Plans that are beyond imagining. Wait for me."





" Wait for me." He says, like a whisper....

" Yes Lord, I'll wait.... I promise I'll wait."

The Love of God

Could we with ink the ocean fill and were skies of parchment made,

were every stalk on earth a quill, and every man a scribe by trade,

To write the love of God above would drain the ocean dry,

Nor could the scroll contain the whole though stretched from sky to sky.