
“Free Spirit”
New Art Mixed Media Painting on Fabric Fused Digitally.
Sharon Cummings
2014
I’ve always been a bit of a free spirit since the time I could walk, but today I am not talking about that personality trait. Â When I was a little girl, I loved riding my bike. Being the younger of two girls, I always got the “hand me downs” from my sister. Â So it was her old beat up economy cycle that I learned to ride on.
My older brother had a beautiful bike. Â It was sleek and colorful and oh so enviable. Â It was way too big for me and every time I tried to sit on it, that painful bar would get me right between the legs! Â His was a “Free Spirit”. Â It was red, white and blue. Â I wanted one so badly. Â Every Christmas it was all I would ask for. Â One season went by and I got a play stove set and the next I got some barbies. Â I just wasn’t into all of that girly stuff, but was thankful for the gifts anyway.
Then the day came! Â It was the Christmas of my 7th year. Â My parents had wrapped a few small gifts for me and placed them under the tree. Â There was no huge wrapped gift, so I assumed that the bike wouldn’t come yet again. Â We all opened our gifts and everyone was happy….well mostly happy. Â I am sure I looked more than a little disappointed. Then my Mom and Dad started laughing and asked me what was wrong. I shrugged. My Dad then left for a few minutes and came wheeling in my new bike….oh boy! Â She was a beauty. Â I jumped on that long bright yellow banana seat and I rarely got off it!
Here is a picture of the bike I loved so much. Â Time for a ride down memory lane!

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