
A dear friend who lives in Tampa is spending the day at the beach. I, on the other hand, am preparing for “snowpocalypse” with the rest of New England. I choose to love her any way.
Speaker. Storyteller. Coach.
“Do you recall, from your childhood on, how very much this life of yours has longed for greatness? I see it now, how from the vantage point of greatness it longs for even greater greatness. That is why it does not let up being difficult, but that is also why it will not cease to grow.” — Ranier Maria Rilke
For several years, I made artwork out of used tea bags — partly out of choice, and partly because that was all I could afford. Having just left the corporate world, I was living in Ireland where I had no money for art supplies (or anything else for that matter), but a huge desire to make artwork. I looked for materials that were inexpensive. You can’t get much cheaper than used tea bags, and in Ireland, there was an abundant supply. Where one person sees trash, another person sees beauty.
“Inspiration is for amateurs. The rest of us just show up and do the work.” — Chuck Close
This week, I lost complete control of my car. Driving from my house to visit a friend only two miles away in town, I rounded a bend on a flat and recently plowed road, driving the speed limit in the Self-Esteem Wagon, which was properly equipped with all-weather tires. Nevertheless, I hit a spot just right and begin to spin. And spin.