Judith Leyster Poem

The Poem:

I am Judith Leyster

I am shy and sensitive

I wonder whether I will succeed in this life

I hear the violin on the painting playing in my imagination

I see the painting coming to life

I want to join the painting, be inside the painting

I am Judith Leyster

I pretend to be in an orchestra with my violin player

I feel the painting inside my heart

I touch the painting with my brush

I worry about the idea people will not like my creations

I cry about my failures

I am Judith Leyster

I understand I always will have to do the best I can

I say I always try the best I can

I dream about the last brushstroke

I try to create the painting as I imagined

I hope that one day I will be known for my paintings

I am Judith Leyster