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It could be argued that this is more “Thursday night” music.
I love the way she is so un self-conscious about dancing around, how she’s really INTO the music. There’s a good lesson there, fellow artists.
Via Daffodil Campbell, who is my lovebug.
So, how has your new year been thusly? Me? I jumped off a cliff.
Specifically, I rented a photography studio which felt scary and brave and very “jump off the cliff and build your wings on the way down” a la Bradbury. (I might never forgive Gavin for sending me that quote a few months ago. It’s made me too brave.)
The “studio” is actually a tiny apartment near ours; it has more soul than a traditional office space and the location makes it ideal. I got the keys and locked myself in, looking around and figuring out what would go where, letting inspiration and possibility swirl around me. Eventually I wound up sprawled on the floor of the empty living room, watching the sun slide across the hardwood floor in slanted patches. I was half-basking and half-waiting for “the adults” to come in and tell me to get out.
I chewed my lip.
The light hit the tip of my sneaker. I got calm. I freaked out. The light slid into my lap and touched my chin. I got calm again.
Now I am somewhere in between.
Have I bitten off more than I can chew or is this just the push I needed to inspire “business bigger“? I genuinely have no idea, but I feel blessed beyond measure that I have a life partner who cheers for me constantly, and that so many friends believe in me, too. The encouragement makes for some amazing wing glue.