The Wee Hours
Its 1:30am and I have not been able to fall asleep completely since 10:30 when I went to bed. I was tired and ready to sleep… but my body wouldn’t let me.
Mind Bloggeling
So, I have issues. Yep, who doesn’t? Anxiety is a horrible body-gripping, mind-blowing, intense creature that lurks right outside of any peaceful moment. And it has found me to attack.
Renoir
I recently went to a once in a lifetime event… An exhibit of Renoir Landscapes only being shown at one museum in the United States: The Philadelphia Art Museum. It was amazing…
In THAT Place
So, life is filled with moments, right? Joyful moments, restful moments, angry moments, frustrated moments, fearful moments, stressful moments, loving moments, peaceful moments, pondering moments, inspirational moments… And for some, emotionally toxic moments that can leave scars, or emotionally exhilarating moments that change a life forever… Whatever they are these moments add up to a lifetime one day. And you sit back and evaluate where your heart has been all those years.
A Friend Passes
Life is so fragile and so often easily taken for granted. I have been enlightened on this issue recently as I watched and waited while a friend suffered courageously with cancer.
Shades of Grey
Where to begin… My life is not my own… once again. Just one more thing. A big thing. It takes over in the morning and propels me into deep sadness. Overwhelming anxious thoughts. Feelings of lack of control flood through my mind. I realize I have so little strength. I wonder how I can fight with the evil. I don’t feel mean. I don’t feel angry, just scared… stuck… hurt… alone. What does it all mean?
Its the Little Things That Count
So, I took on a children’s book illustration class only to basically miss the entire semester due to mono. But before I got sick I wrote a poem for my book. I have most of the illustrations done, though not in color. But maybe someday I will post them. Basically, it starts with a little red purse on the cover. Then the first page is a sketch of a little girl with curly hair and sitting with her chin in her hand. She invites you to come through different rooms in her house to find her special little toys. Anyway, here is the poem…
Autumn Twilight
This time of year is magical in some way. The crisp air seems to ignite an energy. An energy that invigorates or, in some cases, causes us to shut down. For me, it is invigorating and yet scary. I have always loved the fall, but recently I have become all too aware of it’s meaning… The dreary fact that winter comes next…
For today, though, I concentrate only on autumn. The colors, the smells, the sunlight, the air, and the idea that change is happening.
Where Too Much Got Me
I have mono. The up and down, you feel good then like crap kind. Just found out today. Glad to know it though in a way. I mean two trips to the hospital, one in a ambulance mind you, in a week really leaves you going “what the heck is going on here?!”
Too much
A friend of mine and I got together the other night to catch up. She mentioned that she was taking a digital photography class at Delaware College of Art and Design. I have to admit I was jealous. I tossed the idea around and thought “why not me too?” So, I joined a class titled “Children’s Book Illustration”. Was I totally crazy???