Tag: Arts

Weekly Photo Challenge: Faces

The three photos are from the Native American Art collection at the Denver Art Museum.  I love totem poles and masks but especially totem poles. My interest in them was so strong that I actually took a class to study them and understand their history and how they are made.

Totem Pole from the Native American Art Collection at the Denver Art Museum


Another totem pole from the same collection.


An mask from the Native American Art Collection and the Denver Art Museum


Moleskine Book Journal

I love journals and I try to write in mine everyday.  To be honest, I’m obsessed with journals and this is my latest obsession:  The Moleskine Book Journal.

I bought this journal to keep track of all the books I’ve read and to keep track of the ones that I plan on reading.  It has pages (in alphabetical order) that you can use to write your reflections about the books you’re read.

It comes with this cute bookmark as wells labels you can use to personalize the additional blank pages.

I’m an avid book reader and I hope that I’ll put this journal to good use this summer since I’ll have more time to read.

Die Slowly by Pablo Neruda

Pablo Neruda (1904–1973)

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Die slowly

by Pablo Neruda

 He who becomes the slave of habit, who follows the same routes every day, who never changes pace, who does not risk and change the color of his clothes, who does not speak and does not experience, dies slowly.

He or she who shuns passion, who prefers black on white, dotting ones “i’s” rather than a bundle of emotions, the kind that make your eyes glimmer, that turn a yawn into a smile, that make the heart pound in the face of mistakes and feelings, dies slowly.

He or she who does not turn things topsy-turvy, who is unhappy at work, who does not risk certainty for uncertainty, to thus follow a dream, those who do not forego sound advice at least once in their lives, die slowly.

He who does not travel, who does not read, who does not listen to music, who does not find grace in himself, she who does not find grace in herself, dies slowly.

He who slowly destroys his own self-esteem, who does not allow himself to be helped, who spends days on end complaining about his own bad luck, about the rain that never stops, dies slowly.

He or she who abandon a project before starting it, who fail to ask questions on subjects he doesn’t know, he or she who don’t reply when they are asked something they do know, die slowly.

Let’s try and avoid death in small doses, reminding oneself that being alive requires an effort far greater than the simple fact of breathing. Only a burning patience will lead to the attainment of a splendid happiness.

The reason why I love this poem is because it serves as a reminder to me to step out of my shell and to be more adventurous with life and with the choices I make.  It’s easy to get trapped in the routine of getting up and going to work and then coming home and watching tv.  You keep doing the same thing day after day and pretty soon time flies by and you don’t know what has become of your life. 

Last year I was at a crossroads in my life.  I could continue to do the same things I was doing or I could change and chart a different path for myself and this poem has become my mantra on change.  Little by little I’m setting a new course for my life and trying new things.

I understand why the author would mention travel, reading, and music as being aspects that a person should experience and I believe that myself.  These activities open you mind to new ways of thought and perspective.  I’d also add viewing art to this list as well because seeing the creativity of someone else can inspire you in your own work.  It can also inspire you to think on a higher level and to be innovative.

National Poetry Month

National Poetry Month

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April is National Poetry Month and to celebrate this event I’ve decided to share some of my favorite poems and why. I also hope to share some of my own poetry as well.  I feel a connection to poetry because of the mystery behind each poem.  You can analyze a poem but it can mean different things to different people.  Writing poetry isn’t easy.  It takes patience and planning and even then sometimes you don’t always say what you really want to say.  For me, writing poetry is an exercise in language and expression.  It challenges me to reach deep within myself and to look for the meaning to my life and experience in different ways. As difficult as it can be to understand poetry at times, maybe this month people will reconnect with poets of old or even become poets themselves.

My Favorite Forms of Creative Expression

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Writing is probably my favorite way to express my creativity. As much as I love writing personal essays and poems, I enjoy writing letters more. I started writing letters to international pen pals when I was about 15 years old and I am still writing to that pen pal that I started writing to way back then. I currently have 43 pen pals from all over the world and some how I’ve managed to find time to write to them even with all of the other things going on in my life.

I’ve always felt that the best way to learn how to write is to practice the art of letter writing. Very few people write letters anymore and it might seem ridiculous to do so given that we have e-mail, Facebook, Twitter, etc. Writing letters teaches you patience with forming your ideas. It lays the foundation for how to tell a good story. Since my pen pals don’t always understand my culture or my point of view, I have to give them background information and keep them interested in what’s going on in my life no matter how mundane things are. I wasn’t very good at writing letters at the beginning but with practice I’ve gotten better. It was not always easy to come up with something write about especially when I had just started to communicate with someone for the first time. That’s when I started keeping a small notebook with me and I would jot down things that were going in my life so I could talk about them in my letters. I’ve been doing to same thing with my blog and personal writing.

When I first started my blog, it was difficult to know what to write about because I had not been writing on a consistent basis and I had to search for my voice again. Little by little I’ve seen improvements and I’ve finding joy in what I write.

My newest creative adventure has been photography. I have no background in this artform and I have no real direction. This is something for myself. I want to capture beautiful moments in every day life as a way to ease my daily stress and remind myself that there in more out there in the world then being stuck inside my own thoughts and preocupations.

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National Novel Writing Month

240/365 National Novel Writing Month begins

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I have decided to participate in the National Novel Writing Month (www.nanowrimo.org).  This is the first that I will be participating in this event.  The goal is to write 50,000 words by November 30.  I’m excited about this challenge because it will force me to sit and write every day.  I’ve never written a novel and it’s not a genre I’m comfortable with but I think it is worth trying to help me improve my writing.  Wish me luck!


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