i've been keeping myself busy with school, friends, and art. my most recent endeavor was to make a poster for my roommate's band's show at our school's coffee house:
lately i am realizing just how passionate i am about the combination of visual art and literature. there is little that holds more wonder for me than the written word and works on paper. i'm so excited to follow this passion and see where it leads me.
sources of inspiration these days:
- the changing fall weather and all things associated with it (pumpkins, browns, yellows, oranges, coffee, scarves, boots, and warm tights, halloween, warm cider, and all things cozy and natural)
- the decemberists, always. new margot. alexi murdoch.
- getting to know people in the anderson community and looking for ways to make a difference
- sneakily sending anonymous postcards :)
- edward gorey.
- having meaningful conversations with near strangers
it has been snowing for the past two days. there is something dreamlike about waking up in the morning to see soft, delicate flakes performing acrobatics as they gracefully fall to earth. but inside of me, there is a desperate longing for the freedom and adventure of summer. i want to pack up and leave, to run barefoot through the grass, to go on midnight swims and sleep under the stars. i want to explore the broken and the abandoned places and find the beauty so carefully hidden within them. i crave the new people, new ideas, new tastes, hopes, and dreams that only travel can provide me. it's not that i'm unsatisfied with my life at the university, but everything in me is screaming to pack up, leave, and explore.
