Last month on the Writersvibe we were taking a look at publishing. I mentioned being an inspiration using only a few words. I did just that last fall.This is what my inspirations looked like:
I also consider this another way I do creativity and art. I spent hours finding the right font, the right font size, and the right colors. The magnets have changed a little since the first set, and they continue to evolve. I've even added two more magnets to the series--I even used my own photographs for the background on one of them.
I'm traveling this weekend, and if you are in the right place you'll see one of these. Take it, leave it, or pass it on. You can follow the journey of what happened and what is happening at smilegoneviral.com.
What would you leave behind on a magnet to brighten the world for the rest of us?
A few weeks ago I spent my last day at "work." Since then I feel a little like I've been living in a nursery rhyme:
I'm not sure how I chose "Hey diddle diddle" for what's going on right now. I think it's the improbability of moon-jumping cows, plates and spoons eloping, and actually getting some of my goodness-that-would-be-so-awesome-and-I-will-never-find-the-time things finished. Well, I'm doing it! Here's a recap.
III: The Little Dog Laughed
One job finished. A new on the way someday. Breathing
One room spackled. Prime in progress.
Four shelves display crafts, baubles, fabrics, and paints
The place of nursery rhymes, stick stands, and dragons
One movement starts here in the ache of thighs and shoulders
of kettle balls. Balls of iron slung and swung. Stronger
One point five closer to master; One month early with spring
One hundred turtles complete in a puzzle, not a missing piece
One paperweight turned video conferencer and writing utensil
Intentions set. Some done. Some undone. Loving progress.
This month the at my other home, the WritersVibe, we are showcasing our other art mediums. I am so excited to write about the connections I've noticed between writing and other ways of using my hands and creativity.
I love to play with words and that's how Rhyme's a Rhyme came to be. I had some blocks with my writing. In times of "blocked," I rediscovered that I like to play with paper and
beads and thread and paint and glue and pine cones and whatever else happens to be laying about. After a little (and sometimes a lot of) play, the words come like an avalanche.
Traci recently highlighted the wonderful possibilities of a snow day at Jots Beyond the Margin. She chose to read. I might choose to snuggle up with a cup of hot chocolate, an old magazine (or manuscript?), and a pair of scissors to create snowflakes and paper chains.