Freckles
Once upon a time there was a girl named Freckles.
She had a beautiful home...
...and every book/toy a young girl could ask for.
But deep down, Freckles felt sad.
And every time she tried to talk about, she was told to "just be happy."
So she tried, for years and years.
But eventually, Freckles grew exhausted.
She felt such highs.
But the lows were almost unbearable.
To feel the highs, you have to feel the lows.
It's good to feel.
Don't bottle.
This was one of my first illustrations.
Here I was inspired by a Gottschlich plate my grandmother gifted me.
