Frame of Reference

Sometimes in life, things happen. There are bad things and good things. I maintain that you have to experience bad things in order to appreciate the good things. Lately, I've gotten a lot of good things. Maybe it's the holidays or maybe it's just that I got lucky enough to be surrounded by good people, well, mostly. I watched a Bones episode tonight with my mom. It was really, really, old. I heard this song near the end. It really touched me. I memorized the lyrics that I could catch and looked it up. It's called Bring On The Wonder by Susan Enan: I can't see the stars anymore living here Let's go to the hills where the outlines are clear Bring on the wonder Bring on the song I pushed you down deep in my soul for too long I fell through the cracks at the end of our street Let's go to the beach, get the sand through our feet I've also made a necklace I'm a bit proud of.  

I've been M.I.A. Some things have shifted and taken a period of adjustment. I've slept a lot. I haven't been taking pictures or making necklaces or drawing much. A little bit though. Here and there. I don't know what I've been waiting for. Someone to pick me up and solve all of my problems? I wish. I guess that I've been waiting on myself to snap out of it. I need to relax. Sometimes I have a really bad tendency to get worked up about things. I can't stop worrying. But I can. I can make myself stop worrying. Practice some coping techniques. Redirect my attention and what not. It's amusing to me that today starts the official countdown for the Mayan calender ending. I find their culture fascinating and plan to read more about them. Conspiracy theories abound. Oh, and the aliens! So maybe this is it. No big bang or gut check. Maybe it's just a quiet return to normalcy and positivity. No fanfare. Today was a very painful day. I did get a picture o...

There is a song by Snow Patrol called "Chasing Cars". I feel like I've been just lying down. Did I press pause or was the pause button pressed for me? How do you take responsibility for something that you have no idea how it happened? I should know by now how to kick start inspiration. I feel as if it is a finicky creature and comes and goes as it pleases. But I don't want to be passive about it any longer. I want to take control of it. If nothing else, as I've been sitting still, I've been thinking. A lot. Too much?

A blinking cursor is an obnoxious thing to stare at. You start to personify it and give it feelings, intentions. You know it's just sitting there, blinking, mocking you.

I finished my bird painting a week or so ago, I think. I've noticed I can't keep up with time very well lately. I am not sure if it's because I am so preoccupied, or scattered, or refusing to think, or what. Who knows? Who cares? Like always, I see nothing but the flaws. That being said, I am decently pleased with how this turned out. It was my first attempt. I know it can only get better from here. I'm playing around with colors vs. black and white. I keep seeing a fox, but I might play with a wolf. I can't decide.  My boss at work makes a lot of sculpture things with polymer clay. She brings in her unused, left over scraps for me. I thought this would make a great Mardi Gras necklace!  I read an article that this illustrator wrote. It was titled "Things I wish they had told me in art class." One of the things that really stuck with me was this part where he talks about not downplaying your art. He told of this time where he got publish...

Is this a tool or is this an outlet for my inner ramblings and thoughts? Sometimes things suck. Why do some things get on our nerves more so one day than other days? Why does one, small, seemingly insignificant event gnaw at the very core of our being, but only sometimes.