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Reading: Creative Block

creative block book

Creative Block
by Danielle Krysa (published by Chronicle Books SF)
from thejealouscurator.com

This is a beautiful book featuring 50 artist interviews and photos of their work. I’m really enjoying the gorgeous images printed on velvety white stock. The interviews make me wish I was having a steamy cup of coffee with each artist and the author.  Love.

Things I love (an incomplete list in no particular order)

photo by Sylvia
photo by Sylvia

maps
pine cones
laughing with Philip
watching birds fly
watercolors
reading
the smell of old books
soft blankets
morning cup of coffee
jewelry with exotic stones
photography
velvet
soft white rice
sunday mornings
the moon reflecting on the water
BellaDonna following me from room to room
books about art
the smell of pencils
a new notebook
the forest
rainy nights
the sound of geese
creamy lipstick
the smell of spring
blue hydrangeas
spicy perfume
acoustic guitar
the blue light of dawn
glass marbles
a pot of rosemary
white cake
collage art
the smell of a simmering breakfast
gin and tonic
1967 Shelby Mustang
a worn side chair
steamy cup of tea
tree branches
a walk in the woods
the sound of a distant train
fresh black pepper
friends on a porch
afternoon nap

A Gratitude List of 12 random days

 

photo by Wolfgang Stearns
photo by Wolfgang Stearns

 

Day One — Today I’m grateful for my family. I’m grateful for my husband, for our apartment with the views of the river, for my warm safe bed.

Day Two — Today I’m grateful for my work. I get paid to pick colors and move images around on a page. That’s amazing, and I am so grateful for this.

Day Three — I’m grateful that I have good friends. I’m grateful I live in a beautiful city.

Day Four — I’m exhausted. I’m not feeling grateful. I’m feeling spiteful. Should I start a spiteful list?

Day Five — I know I’m supposed to pick something to be grateful for even though I don’t want to. I’m on day FIVE and I’m feeling done with this exercise. I am an ingrate.

Day Six — I’m grateful that I take Lexapro. Clearly, I should be taking more.

Day Seven — I’m grateful for my family. Also, I like chocolate.

Day Eight — Today I yelled at a guy in a parking lot who was sarcastic with me. I should have let it go.  It wasn’t important. I’m grateful that I didn’t slap him.

Day Nine — I’m grateful that my kids are really nice people. Most of the time. My kids are teenagers and they do things that teenagers do. I’m grateful that I don’t want to give them up for adoption. Most of the time.

Day Ten — I’m grateful I can say “I’m sorry” when it matters.

Day Eleven — I’m grateful for strong black tea and pumpkin scones.

Day Twelve — I’m grateful for the sparrow that visited the table yesterday while Neve and I ate Brioche at a cafe.