different perspectives

I snapped this photo watching “Better Call Saul” the other night.  Our beloved cat, Ms. Karen Lillibridge Govoni is hanging with my husband, Jeff.  When I looked at all of the textures in this image it looked like a renaissance portrait to me.

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I liked how it was so layered—Karen’s paw hanging, Jeff’s stripey socks, my crow painting, the $10/10-year-old blanket from the airport in Vegas, the industrial lamp and the stack of books (Willa Cather’s My Antonia is the white jacket in the middle).  I took this on my iphone 5S. My family has new iphones and I don’t.  I’m not too bitter about giving up my upgrade, that’s what Moms do, right?  I think I only have to wait until 2019.

When I started playing with this photo in Adobe illustrator I wished that I could shift perspectives on how I see things in the world as easily as I can manipulate them by using design software.

Here’s to new perspectives, folks. 

However you can manifest them in your world.

This is the original shot.

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It’s challenging when there’s inspiration everywhere…

and sometimes it’s downright debilitating. Come on you creative types, don’t you just want to shut it off sometimes? On the days in the studio when I am deliberate and focused it feels really amazing, but it’s rare. I’m trying to embrace the brain I’ve been allocated. This brain is pretty cluttered and noisy and ridiculously interested in everything.

I can’t help myself. I am truly stopped in my tracks by a shiny object on the side of the road, what’s in my garbage, or stuck to my boots. For years I have tried to fight it. I’ve tried to resist the urge to photograph or jot down something that sparked me and now I’ve realized that although it isn’t actually a most inconvenient trait—it’s a big a part of me and cannot be stifled. It will surface again and again especially if I try to ignore it. Then it gets loud and really obnoxious. I do however really wish that there was a way to shut it of…a metaphoric MUTE button for muse. Let me know your thoughts on this topic. What do you do to shut it off? Thank goodness for truly amazing television right now and a state filled with craft brews.
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