bit by bit…
Easy does it, but do it. Julia Cameron, The Sound of Paper. Today I read a wonderful essay in my new Julia Cameron book, The Sound of Paper. As is often the case when I pick up one of her books, it was just what I needed to read. She told me how Richard Rodgers, more »
more Julia Cameron…
It is difficult to commit to living where we are, how we are. It is difficult and it is necessary. Julia Cameron, The Sound of Paper.
on noticing…
…what I’ve done. I do a lot. I do. I’m sure my image of myself has always been of someone who does very little. Perhaps that’s why I have always been so driven. Perhaps that’s why I’ve ended up with ME/CFS. I’m changing that. I’m learning the importance of noticing (and noting) what I’ve done. more »
Sustainably Creative: an introduction…
I’m feeling proud of myself about getting The Beany to the printers. Not just because I’ve made a sixty page book of drawings and thoughts, but because of HOW I’ve made a sixty page book of drawings and thoughts. A year ago I would have done things very differently. I would have rushed at my more »
i love…
…looking at Chris Ware’s drawings, I hate reading how hard he is on himself. I got my copy of The Acme Novelty Date Book down from the shelf today. I do enjoy looking at his drawings. He feeds my imagination, as do a few others (Danny Gregory, Keri Smith and Dan Price to name but more »
i’ve rediscovered…
…sleeping in – a lesson learnt from The Cat. It may sound odd that someone with Chronic Fatigue Syndrome doesn’t lie-in, but I don’t. I usually wake up early and get up to make myself a cup of tea. I then stay awake until my brain refuses to function anymore (these days at about 2.00 more »
a sense…
…of perspective. I decided to embark on a little guerilla marketing for The Beany today. Instead of filling my morning with shoulds and oughts I went up to the Arts Centre where I used to teach classes and sat in the cafe watching people and surfing the net. I’d taken a pile of Beany postacrds more »
drawing…
…clocks for The Beany. The clocks changed last weekend which isn’t my favourite time of year. I notice the dark creeping up on the corners of my vision a week or two before we’re supposed to wind the hands back an hour and make the evenings even darker. I notice it more since G and more »
ink…
…on my fingers – and I do like it. I took myself out to breakfast before a rather farcical attempt to visit my mother that included chasing buses and just missing one another in various shops (but that’s another story), and was sitting trying to draw someone when my Art Pen ran out of ink. more »
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