I’ve started a drawing practice this year. Inspired by the 20 Ways to Draw a Cat book, I call these my daily cat drawings even though they obviously aren’t all cats. The plan is to do a quick little drawing every day when I first get up. Also obvious is the fact that I don’t actually do this every day. But it’s ok because it’s practice and I’ve learned this year that one of the important things about practicing is to keep doing it, rather than giving up at the first sign of failure.
I had these colored papers left over from a project I did a year or so ago. I cut them up and keep them handy, along with a Micron 03 pen to make it easy to do a quick drawing in the morning. Sometimes my drawings are cute. Other times they suck. And some times I don’t fit one in. That’s how it goes with practice.
Speaking of practicing and failing, here I am after a particularly sucky run the other day. Between crappy weather and a nasty sinus infection, it had been a couple of weeks since my last run. The day started out sunny and beautiful and I was really excited to run at lunch. And then I got out there and the wind was blowing 40 miles an hour and my lungs felt awful and I got a stitch in my side and I had to stop to walk short of my goal. I’m smiling in this picture because the suckiness of my run is over, but also because I’d just decided I had been due for a sucky run and I wasn’t going to let it stop me. That’s how it goes with practice.
I had to stand outside on the front steps of my office for a few minutes today. The weather here is cold and blustery. But I could feel the warmth of the sun.
I finished up these little reminders to myself this week. These are the things I want to focus on right now. I’ll hang them up somewhere I’ll see them all the time.
I really didn’t like these backgrounds when I painted them last week. Today I love them. Sometimes things need to marinate. And our perspective is always adjusting.
O happy day! There was still so much light even after I got home from work today. And check out that sunset!
Ohmigosh! The Olympic Patchwork Quilt that is the symbol of the Winter Games in Sochi is soooooo beautiful! All that gorgeous color and pattern popping up everywhere you look! (And I find it amusing that a city whose mayor proclaimed to have no gay residents has chosen both a rainbow and a patchwork quilt as a symbol!) you can learn more about the design and the individual patterns here. Each pattern represents a different artist or cultural tradition in Russia.
I’m also loving these coats the female Russian athletes wore to the opening ceremony.
And in a big turnaround from the Vancouver games, I’m loving Russian figure skater Yevgeny Pleshenko this time around. Maybe I’m still under the influence of the Seattle Seahawks, but I love the swagger of this 31 year old with a plastic disk in his spine who is still damn good at this young person’s sport.
Are you watching the Olympics? What do you love about it?
With our beloved Seahawks playing in the Super Bowl tomorrow (!) the state of Washington has a bad case of 12th man fever! This is the blackboard outside the Rings-n-Things showroom here in Spokane. It’s so much fun to see everyone sharing their team spirit!
Refrigerator oatmeal . So easy, so yummy and gives me plenty of energy to get through my mornings.
Blog love: my quilty friends Julie and Melissa have renewed their blogging efforts this year. Both are talented and prolific quilters and I’m loving the chance to see more of what they are up to.
This offering from the kind, gentle, patient Lisa Hofmann. Her Gifts of Practice class last year was an amazing blessing for me and I can’t wait to get started with this offering.
This creamy-pinky-browny color scheme grabbed my attention at Rings-n-Things the other day. Still dreaming about how to use it.
What are you noticing and loving in your world right now?
Oh hello heartache. Funny how you show up when I least expect you. But you’ve been around enough times now that I’m getting better at coping with you.
I know that going to extremes with shadow comforts will only make me feel worse. So no drinking or crazy shopping trips. I laid in moderate provisions. A coke and a fancy chocolate bar yes, a whole cheesecake no. A magazine, some library books, a few new bottles of paint. Lots of fresh fruit? Yes please. A trip to the high school track to run further and faster than I ever have before? Sign me up.
The most extreme thing I’ve done this time around is buy a needlepoint kit with a coupon at Joanns. Yes, I know buying a needlepoint kit is a little bit crazy. But I wanted something big and complicated that I could work on without putting much thought in. I’ve learned from past experience that mindless handwork can be the best medicine. So I’m over here stitching away. Mending.