I recently acquired a copy of The Artist's Way by Julia Cameron, and have been reading it each night before bed. As with most non-fiction books, it puts me to sleep quite quickly, but not for lack of being interesting.  One of the core principles of re-building creativity is writing Morning Pages, a feat which is rather difficult

So, I had an interesting thing happen the other day. Well, a couple, really. At some point last week, I was dawdling around in downtown Portland, and wandered in to Anthropologie to look at all the pretties.  Well. That was a mistake. Those pretties really tug at my heart strings! But, I was good and resisted, despite the

....who gave me his nose, his laugh, and his strength. Who taught me to find humor in situations, and to act with integrity. Who taught me how to ride a horse, and get back on after getting bucked off. To my Dad, who pushed me to be my best and not settle for less. Who took us on

As I mentioned in my previous post, I've been struggling a bit with my creative side. I've been trying to figure it out in my head, and on paper. My goal is to have more intention when I'm creating my smaller, more production-oriented work. I want the pieces to have more meaning, more of a story. In order

Right around the time of my birthday, I set myself two challenges.  One of them was to buy Nothing New for a whole year, with a few exceptions. The other was to make 100 things by the end of August.  Initially, I thought that it would be a piece of cake--I could make something every day, even just

So far, I cannot say that I am missing buying "new". Granted, most of my purchases have been clothes, which are really easy to buy second hand. What's interesting is that I used to have the worst luck with buying used clothes. I've always had broad shoulders and a wide rib cage, so things never really fit, and