When my fingers aren’t stuck to my camera, keyboard or dogs …. I glue.
This is a re-post from a blog that I started in January 2009.
While I’ve been blessed to have had over 109,000 people visit over the years, I rarely have anyone but Viagra peddlers comment.
The one saving grace is that I’ve talked myself into believing that the blog has some sort of infectious disease and it will be healed one day if I just keep loving it.
If you go there and it doesn’t really exist, would you please let me know. (Just in case, I’ve copied it below in its entirety.)
Thank you for your support!;)
I’m in awe of artists that can create everyday.
If I could find that daily inspiration, I’m pretty sure I would too.
Problem is … I can’t force the artist within … I have to coax her … like a lost dog on the street.
For me … there has to be a catalyst and that catalyst has to have friends that want to play nice together.
When they do … there’s no better feeling … kind of like the runners high they’re always talking about.
Unfortunately, I can’t seem to run far enough to get inspiration to kick in … it’ll come to me when it’s time and I’m still learning that the joy is in the journey;)
“There are times to stay put, and what you want will come to you, and there are times to go out into the world and find such a thing for yourself.”
― Lemony Snicket