It's SO RANDOM, but when my RDIO channel started playing David Guetta's new album I had no idea it was going to change my day - maybe my month. BUT WHAT I DID NOTICE was that I started to move. And before I knew it - I was dancing. Actually before I knew it I was painting AND I was dancing. I couldn't stop myself. And pretty soon the volume was loud and my sunny studio could have easily been mistaken for a club. (Except it was really sunny and there was art supplies instead of liquor.) All thanks to David Guetta. All thanks to music. All thanks to movement. All thanks to memories. All thanks to randomness. All thanks to powerfulness. All thanks to this unexpected reminder that I don't go down without fighting. I will win.
The wee glimmers of hope I found this week manifested themselves on some tiny canvasses like the little bokeh firewoks I can see in my brain when I think about kicking 2012 in the junk and moving on.
All thanks to David Guetta. ;)
On a serious note: There was a little oopsy-daisy last week with a graphic of mine and Danni Hong at Oh, Hello Friend handled it in a top notch way. If there is ever an oopsy-daisy in life - she is a good example of how to make it into something not-so-bad. You can read about it here.
Today: is such a toss!! I should drive to the US to mail things, but all I want to do is paint. And let's be honest - I'd kinda like to recreate the dance party energy around here so that the stuff I see in my head finds a way out and I can get another step closer to taking back 2012.
Happy weekending. GO!