I have been spending some time this week on a couple of tasks that are not…really fun to say the least. I have been trying to be a real “business” person, and so, realizing that I have negelected to do the right things that I am “supposed” to do before going into business in the first place (I guess am only alittle late on that LOL), I have been working on my vision statement, my mission in this work I do, and how that is defined (because apparently once that is defined and on paper somewhere, every decision I will ever need to make for my business will be super easy because that good ole mission statement will have all the answers – I hope it works that way because I am hopelessly disorganized and decision making is not coming as easily as I would like).
So, in between working on that draining project, I have been taking some much needed mental breaks to keep the inspiration going. One of the ways I like to do that is to look at artists websites and blogs (I actually like blogs the best, because they are changeable and the topics are more current for the most part).
I have a bookmark folder of photographers that do great work, that I enjoy visiting and viewing their newest stuff (unless like me they don’t update their site very often…) But there are only a select few among them that to “me” are true artists. They make me sigh at their work, and nod my head at their insight. I am always really drawn to the children’s portrait artists in particular. And today, someone mentioned an artist that I had never heard of before. I visited her site and I really love her work and philosphy, not just about photography but life in general. Her name is Lori Vrba and she is located in South Carolina. Here is the link… http://www.lorivrba.com/ . Her blog in particular is worth setting aside sometime to sit and read (I also feel a great glass of wine would go perfectly).
Some of the stuff she talks about reminds of a book that someone recently recommended to me – I picked it up just last night and read it in 15 minutes (yes, it is a short book – no I am not a speed reader). It is called “A Short Guide to a Happy Life” by Anna Quindlan. I recommend this quick but very very insightful read to EVERYONE…
So what else…well I am heading off for three weeks – I am not actually going anywhere, I am simply going to be off “work” so that I can do work of another sort. Every spring I like to take on a big project that has been neglected for too long, and get it done. Last year I painted about 1/3 of the rooms in my house and redecorated. This year, it is the yard. Boy does it need attention…with three kids and two large dogs, it is not looking so great. Plus I am putting in a really big vegetable/fruit garden. (now if only the snow would leave so I can get going – at this rate, I will instead have a very organized garage, maybe even laundry room, if I can’t get into the dirt soon – yes, these are two other projects that have needed attention for about 10 years, so I guess that would be okay too. But I do have a bunch of raspberry, stawberry and asparagus plants on the way…I need open ground to actually plant them).
I have been also doing some knitting (I mentioned awhile back that I might attempt to do some knitted hats for babies to wear in their portraits). I got busy…my husband warned me not be become a knitting addict, hoarding bags and bags of yarn for future projects that may never come to fruition (I think we all know someone like that…we know first hand the havoc all that yarn can cause in a closet). But I just can’t help myself – I have made HATS, as in the plural form of “hat”. And I am enjoying it, even though I know no one in my own family will ever wear them. See…
AND…since taking this picture YESTERDAY, I have almost completed another fuzzy green hat (same as the red/pink one, for a gender neutral option), plus I have yarn for many more projects lined up and ready to go. I also went to the library and checked out the maximum number of knitting books they would let me (and sadly, I had to leave behind about 5 to do this). Maybe I have an addiction…the bad part is the my kids are mostly past the age that they will appreciate a lovely hand-knitted item to wear (my 13 year old rolled her eyes at my suggestion that she could pick out something from the books, my 10 year old said maybe to a plain grey basic sweater but nothing else, my 7 year old said yes to a sweater, but then proceeded to pick out something that I don’t particularly like AND she picked out all the projects SHE was now going to make – because apparently I have now signed on to teach HER to knit – okay…).
(and I also admit, I have spent a bit of time researching all the local knitting supply places…Michaels only carries so much and I want cool yarn to work with…not acrylic $1 rolls from Walmart. Okay officially a new addiction).
As a final thought (really it isn’t much of a thought as much as just something to share) I want to share a picture of my dog. A few days ago, I glanced out the window in the kitchen to find him doing something kinda silly and it made me smile. Here he is, sitting on top of the patio table (cause obviously we never got the lawn furniture put away last fall AND we have not once shovelled the snow off of the deck – so I guess he decided that was a perfect perch to spy on the neighbours yard).
You can also see the strategically placed lawn furniture blocking the holes in our pool fence – that is indeed one of those spring projects I was going to finish. Plus you also know what is under all that snow…my son offered to do that clean up job for me for $15. THAT is a bargain, but knowing what it really entails, I couldn’t in good conscience take him up on it. But in an effort to encourage his entreprenurial spirit, I will give him a portion of the task, so he can realize WHY he needs to work hard in school and go to university (although I will say…”I” worked hard in school AND went to university, but I am still going to spend several days picking up dog poop…well, he is only ten…maybe he won’t realize my “lesson” in good schooling doesn’t always lead you to where you originally thought it would).
Which is also the case with this blog entry…pretty much rambling about nothing starting with mission statements and ending in dog poop…hopefully not a sign for the success of my visioning exercises this afternoon.