question for the day, week, month...
what is your definition of creativity?
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
there are so many fires burning right now.
it isn't unusual to have fires in the summer and fall in southern california because by this time, it is so dry, the entire countryside is a waiting tinderbox. but this time, it's different. it's hitting closer to home. a boss from the company i used to work for lost his home. i have relatives who have been evacuated. emails are trickling into my inbox from friends who are being evacuated themselves or who know people who are.
the sky was bright blue this morning. but the sunrise was a creepy end-of-the-world red.
now the sky is brown and mucky, like a dust storm floating overhead.
please pray for everyone here.
it isn't unusual to have fires in the summer and fall in southern california because by this time, it is so dry, the entire countryside is a waiting tinderbox. but this time, it's different. it's hitting closer to home. a boss from the company i used to work for lost his home. i have relatives who have been evacuated. emails are trickling into my inbox from friends who are being evacuated themselves or who know people who are.
the sky was bright blue this morning. but the sunrise was a creepy end-of-the-world red.
now the sky is brown and mucky, like a dust storm floating overhead.
please pray for everyone here.
Saturday, October 20, 2007
this blog has been sadly quiet this summer but it hasn't been because of lack of creative activity. it has been because said creative activity has taken over ever waking moment. hehe
i am so incredibly grateful for all the people who have stepped into my life in the last several months. this has been an amazing journey.
a friend got the idea in june to 'do something more' with all the cards we were making. that blossomed into the thought that we could make and sell cards for NightLight, an organization reaching out to young women who have been trafficked. (www.notforsale.org is an excellent resource to learn more about trafficking, btw.)
it has been quite the experience to see how many people were eager to get on board, with making the cards, helping to package them and even decorating the donation can. so now, we're standing on the edge of actually selling them at the craft republic fair in pomona on november 10th. this is so exciting...:) :) :) i'm hoping we make lots of $$$, because we're giving every penny to NightLight. whoohoo!!!
come visit us! :)
i am so incredibly grateful for all the people who have stepped into my life in the last several months. this has been an amazing journey.
a friend got the idea in june to 'do something more' with all the cards we were making. that blossomed into the thought that we could make and sell cards for NightLight, an organization reaching out to young women who have been trafficked. (www.notforsale.org is an excellent resource to learn more about trafficking, btw.)
it has been quite the experience to see how many people were eager to get on board, with making the cards, helping to package them and even decorating the donation can. so now, we're standing on the edge of actually selling them at the craft republic fair in pomona on november 10th. this is so exciting...:) :) :) i'm hoping we make lots of $$$, because we're giving every penny to NightLight. whoohoo!!!
come visit us! :)
Friday, October 19, 2007
learned a valuable lesson yesterday.
after running like a gerbil at the gym, i walked over to the locker to grab my stuff. i had purchased one of those glossy red locks so no one would steal my work clothes (ha), but in a moment of sheer irony, as i bent over to twist open the lock, the combination numbers floated away into the air around me (or something.)
i tried to act like this wasn't happening and confidently turned 34 to the right, 10 to the left, and back to 30. my first lesson was confidence doesn't matter if you're wrong. i tried all 6 (or is it 9?) combinations of the aforementioned numbers and then took a break. i'm not sure why i did that since it wasn't like the lock needed a moment to rethink it's position.
but a couple minutes later, with renewed confidence, i began spinning the dial again. i felt kind of like Charlize Theron in the Italian Job except I was trying to reach my wadded up work clothes & car keys instead of gold bouillon. unfortunately, my enthusiasm didn't matter. so i gave up.
with visions of annoyed policemen in my head, i walked over to the front desk and explained that i had forgotten the combination on my lock and could someone please cut it off for me. apparently this happens frequently enough since the girl didn't even blink and pulled out a pair of monster cutters. i followed her into the locker room and she proceeded to try to pry the thing off; it didn't work (those master locks are strong), so she left to go get some help.
and in that moment, i remembered the combination.
and i realized that those numbers i spun earlier were completely wrong. i reached over, spun the dial back and forth and pop, the lock clicked open and slid into my hand.
so my main lesson of the day was, it is a waste of time to persevere if you're wrong to begin with.
are there things in our lives that we work on and work on that are just not supposed to be?
after running like a gerbil at the gym, i walked over to the locker to grab my stuff. i had purchased one of those glossy red locks so no one would steal my work clothes (ha), but in a moment of sheer irony, as i bent over to twist open the lock, the combination numbers floated away into the air around me (or something.)
i tried to act like this wasn't happening and confidently turned 34 to the right, 10 to the left, and back to 30. my first lesson was confidence doesn't matter if you're wrong. i tried all 6 (or is it 9?) combinations of the aforementioned numbers and then took a break. i'm not sure why i did that since it wasn't like the lock needed a moment to rethink it's position.
but a couple minutes later, with renewed confidence, i began spinning the dial again. i felt kind of like Charlize Theron in the Italian Job except I was trying to reach my wadded up work clothes & car keys instead of gold bouillon. unfortunately, my enthusiasm didn't matter. so i gave up.
with visions of annoyed policemen in my head, i walked over to the front desk and explained that i had forgotten the combination on my lock and could someone please cut it off for me. apparently this happens frequently enough since the girl didn't even blink and pulled out a pair of monster cutters. i followed her into the locker room and she proceeded to try to pry the thing off; it didn't work (those master locks are strong), so she left to go get some help.
and in that moment, i remembered the combination.
and i realized that those numbers i spun earlier were completely wrong. i reached over, spun the dial back and forth and pop, the lock clicked open and slid into my hand.
so my main lesson of the day was, it is a waste of time to persevere if you're wrong to begin with.
are there things in our lives that we work on and work on that are just not supposed to be?
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
one of my most favorite artists in the whole world is coming to l.a. at the end of the month. i highly recommend going and experiencing sabrina's art and journey.
The True Living Project Show and Tell in LOS ANGELES
recent photographic and mixed media works for sale
Please join us Sunday October 28th5-8pm
Historic Gas Company Lofts
Main Floor
820 South Flower St.,
Los Angeles, CA 90017
*parking is available on the street or at 833 flower for $5.00 after 6 additional parking lot's near by
check out www.sabrinawardharrison.com for a taste...
Tuesday, October 02, 2007
overheard
a woman was standing in line at the gift shop in the hospital. she looked tired but was smiling. she said to the volunteer behind the counter, "You know your mom is feeling better when she asks for hairspray."
they are just little things, aren't they?
they are just little things, aren't they?
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