I just finished the first episode of the Netflix documentary series, Abstract. It’s all about design, which I don’t pretend to know the first thing about. However, I knew that as a creative it would be encouraging and inspirational. I’ll probably write more about what really struck me from this episode, but for now, inspired… Continue reading Experience
Why do I compare? Why do I put stock in things that might not even really be there? She is better at this He is better at that And all the while I’m not improving or being okay with where I’m at. Comparison writes a sentence: Shuts us up in a cell, digs a…… Continue reading Farewell, Comparison
Many people would finish this sentence with the word perfect. I can’t, however, bring myself to do that. Practice makes…well…something. Gosh, I really hate practice. That is a strong word, hate. So maybe I’ll say something like loathe, or detest, or despise. I started out my musical endeavors as most kids do, tickling the ivories. My grandparents paid for lessons…… Continue reading Practice Makes…
I’ve been attempting to get through this record for several weeks since its release. Driving home running some errands yesterday, I had a listen to this song and the chorus really hit me. I don’t want to dance anymore with dark nostalgia // I don’t want to hold hands with the dreams of a dead…… Continue reading Dead Man’s Dreams
You might tell me you could take away my crown on this one, but I’m the absolute queen of wanting everything great in life to happen right now. I’ve never been a patient person. Like I said in a previous post, I’ve never been one to enjoy the process. To me, there’s no joy in…… Continue reading A Patient Greatness
I almost didn’t make it here today. Everything inside me said, “No, I’m tired.” “Forget it; I’m not inspired.” I’d rather call it a wash and walk away. My brain is flying to a million places. The rhythms of reality, setting the paces Of listed to-do’s And laundry to get through. Quite boring to…… Continue reading Aha!
Last night the music community lost another great. I’m trying to understand the emotions I’ve been feeling around the death of Tom Petty in the midst of all the recent tragedies our world is experiencing (i.e. The Vegas Massacre). Why do some things, even more terrible, not cause the heart to break like others? It’s…… Continue reading People Come, People Go