This girl I just adored. She was just so beautifully herself. And Yes – she’s sulking. Which is why I called her Ms Sulky
I hadn’t really noticed Ms Sulky fooling around in the pool with (what appeared to be) her younger (and much thinner) sister. At the time I was blissfully content drinking beer and snorting hot chips, whilst spread(ing) on a beach chair. I reckon Ms Sulky was about 10 years old – and her sister about 7 years old.
What did grab my attention was when the two girls started to argue. Great, I thought – some entertainment to go with my snacks. Ms Sulky was clearly outraged about something. So much so that she couldn’t bear to be in her sister’s company anymore and stomped out of the pool. And by stomp – I mean stomp – water flying everywhere – she really needed to get away from her – and very loudly at that. Then Ms Sulky found herself a spot on the edge of the pool, slapped her wet bottom on it (which sounded like it might have hurt) and with all her furry sank into her shoulders in protest – long enough for me to draw her.
I so admired her. How she expressed her emotions so openly and had little concern for disrupting (or in my case amuse) those around her. I recognised her. She’s a free and open spirit yet to be constrained by fear of other’s judgement. She hasn’t built herself a mask or set herself rules to conform to what is socially acceptable. I can’t imagine her to be a cunning person, not someone capable of plotting a murder that’s for sure. She simply cannot contain her emotions when an injustice has occurred. It also appeared that she’s unable to stay focused for very long. On anything I suspect. It wasn’t long before her body softened, she raised her head to find a way to re-engage with her sister. And before I knew it she very quietly entered the pool and started to fool around with her sister as though nothing happened.
Looking at that sketch always makes me smile. Here’s to those who show us their warts and all. You make it easier to know you and love you.