I was walking through City Park this morning with the dogs and thinking about the park, and thinking about the plein aire painters who have vanished with the breeze. I wish I had other talents – to sing, to paint, to sculpt. But I don’t. I sincerely don’t. I’m not sure I could even do calligraphy because I have a shaky hand and I move in such fast motion that pauses are challenging. I guess that is why writing works for me – I can write fast and furiously when I need to.
I took a brief moment to pause this morning and check out other people’s handiwork and came across a drawing of a horse that I love. We are fond of horses in this house, even if the elephant is my spirit animal.
Speaking of elephants, I’ve been unable to support the elephants I was supporting and just today received an email newsletter from Riddle’s. They have internships available. Oh to be young, if only to be an intern.
I’ve been thinking about drawing an elephant for WEEKS. I’ve been seeing them pop up all over the Internet and even in my dreams. Now that I know it’s your spirit animal, I feel it’s a *sign* for me to stop thinking and start DOING.
Thanks for the link to my horse 🙂
And thanks for the one to Riddle’s.
(internship… yeah… )
I know Mudd, if I had another life I would go intern there right now! I spent a weekend there right after my divorce and I learned a lot about elephants and myself. For one thing, elephants are HUGE creatures and you can’t really anthropomorphize them in person – they are not cuddly – they are prickly, big as a skyscraper, and into other elephants. I have a sheer tendency to romanticize a lot and when the real world doesn’t live up, I move on. I found with the elephants I came to love their unromantic self possibly more than their cartoon one. They sway back and forth – much like myself – and they like to have fun with other elephants in the water, in the mud, etc. I’d go back in a heart beat but I am living out the perfect reality of another thing I had romanticized for so long – having a child. Only again, this one beats my imagination by about a zillion times.