1.19.09 - 141/365

so today i thought about "play"
i was a fairly serious child
and it was "work" that was encouraged in my family;
i really don't have many concrete memories of playing...

i didn't play sports,
i danced
(which can get pretty close to "work")
what i did for pleasure was read

today
(while tweeting)
i realized what part of all of this on-line activity is for me:
it is play,
i think it's fun,
it makes me happy,
and it connects me to myself
and that's good enough

i started my studio day
with every intention of having a good one;
the quote i was working off of was about beauty
but i was having none of it
and i got very sad

so
i had a cup of coffee
which rarely fails to lift my spirits
(i was supposed to have quit again today)
and i thought i would tweet about that
(coffee seems to be a very tweet friendly topic)
since twitpix was back up
and i had never used it

so i alternated between
the keyboard and the palette
and my spirits lifted
and i made progress

sidebar
strangely,
the cats have switched their spots
smudge doesn't move all day from my side of the bed
and oski is by my side all day in the studio,
he's looking up too