I woke up this morning to a world cloaked in ice. A two-hour delay for the kids, giving me time to sit and savor my coffee before braving the cold to chisel away at the quarter-inch of ice enveloping my entire car. Now, mind you, a mere two days ago it was 67 degrees out. I’ll take it as a sign that a change of season is near, the tug ‘o war that Winter and Spring play each year. And while Winter leaves me feeling chilled and reclusive, even I couldn’t deny the amazing beauty of the ice. Intriguing and often perilous, yet so delicate and stunning. By afternoon, the sun was out and all the trees looked like they were adorned with glass, glistening, sparkling, twinkling.
Brew me a cup for a winter’s night.
For the wind howls loud and the furies fight;
Spice it with love and stir it with care,
And I’ll toast our bright eyes,
my sweetheart fair.
Minna Thomas Antrim
Winter is the time for comfort,
for good food and warmth,
for the touch of a friendly hand and
for a talk beside the fire:
it is the time for home. Edith Sitwell
5 Mar 2008 · randomness
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sometimes the only answer,
the only thing that makes sense
or feels right at the moment is art.
getting lost in the colors and textures.
breathing life into the ink, the paint, the paper.
spilling open onto the canvas.
1 Mar 2008 · art journals
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At first glance it looks like an ordinary,
flat page from an art journal, right?
But, aha! It is really two pages.
Quite the illusion, eh? ;)
Life is an illusion
only a poet can shatter it
poets are the creators of silence
holders of faith
and dreamers of reality.
unknown
P.S. Random useless fact about me: I have no idea where I found this quote, but I used to scribble those words on almost every notebook I had throughout high school.
· More illusions at Inspire Me Thursday ·
20 Feb 2008 · inspire me thursday
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I am crumbling, stumbling, jumping, rejoicing, deciding, abiding, quivering, quaking, jogging, dodging, taking, talking, kissing, missing, waking, wishing, mending, bending, tasting, touching, giving, forgiving, loving, losing, mourning, adorning, seeing, savoring, learning, burning, making, marking, feeling, healing, laughing, looking, needing, breathing… cheers to living.
· spc ·
23 Jan 2008 · self portrait challenge
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