I had driven from Albuquerque to Santa Fe, and was trying to figure out where downtown Santa Fe was. I couldn't seem to figure it out, but I saw some shops, and what appeared to be a shopping center, so I figured I would stop in, and spend some time, and find out where downtown was.
The first shop I walked into, I asked the guy where downtown was, and he walked to the door of the store, and pointed outside.
I had to laugh. The New Yorker in me figured it could not possibly have been downtown. Where were the tall buildings?
Interesting how growing up around a city like NYC got me thinking that a city should look a certain way. I learned a great lesson that day.
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Another pic that was nothing like it started out to be. One day I should video tape some of what I do, incase you ever want to see the contortions (a/k/a creative process).
If interested, let me know. It will encourage me to do it. :-)
Here is an inspirational story of someone who was never supposed to be able to walk, who walked more than anyone else ever has in the way that he chose to do it.
Incredibly inspirational.
When someone says we can't do something, perhaps we can do it better than anyone else ever has.
We just don't know it - yet. AND if we let their opinion guide us, we'll never know.
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How often have we been somewhere and not really seen what we're looking at?
I was in a hotel, and took some pictures. At the time I was looking for something, but didn't know what. I found those pics tonight, and with some manipulation, I think they're pretty striking.
A friend is a big fan of Get Smart, and recently sent me some videos from the show. After I watched them, I saw the one above.
It got me thinking about how much people seem to enjoy watching bloopers. It also got me wondering the origin of the word "blooper." In some ways, the word sounds like when you stumble over your words, and even sounds funny, but it has nothing to do with it.
Bloopers simply are mistakes. Bloopers from movies and television make us laugh. It is always great to know that we aren't alone in our experience, it is likely why we enjoy them so. We see these final, slick versions of things, and think that perfection is what is natural, and necessary.
It's too bad our lives don't have blooper reels, maybe we could remove ourselves from our situations and laugh more about what is happening. Interestingly, with video being so prevalent, there are likely lots of opportunities, but there are also ample opportunities for cover up, too.
I certainly wish I could do things perfectly. However, working as I do, I am unable to afford the luxury. I would have to say that is a good thing, because it makes me move forward, even when uncomfortable.
The next time you hold back, waiting for the perfect moment or thing, consider watching a blooper real, and remind yourself that along the way to perfect is "real." How many times does something have to be "perfect" any way? (Not to mention, how exactly is perfection defined and perceived - but that is a whole other conversation).
Perhaps consider letting someone see you less than perfect. Perhaps consider being more patient with someone who is expressing their less than perfect human self. Perhaps even consider laughing at yourself and what is happening.
I know...that last one especially may be asking a wee bit too much, as life is meant to be taken so very seriously.*
*for anyone who doesn't know me...imagine tongue in cheek.
I love looking at things, and exploring new and unexpected ways to see them.
Of course, this video was likely choreographed, however, it is made to look completely random.
What if that is our life - choreographed, and appearing completely random? Might we know what to do next? Might we be able to dance with the things and people we interact with? What if the times we have difficulties are the times we miss our step, or go differently than what the choreographer wanted? What if some of the times that we have pain are a part of the process?
Hmmm...Not to say it is...but what do we really know? Just, what if...?
Some think that one doesn't have to thank people for the tweets they do...I tend to disagree...and try my best to acknowledge the thoughtfulness of others. Time and effort goes into a tweet, why shouldn't some time and effort acknowledge it - whenever possible.
I don't know that I can do my thank you for the Follow Fridays this way all of the time going forward, however, I wanted to see how it felt to do it this week...there were so many kind and thoughtful people and tweets.
Perhaps consider looking these people up. It would seem they are good people to know!
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You never know what you're gonna find.
I am self taught on Photoshop Elements, and have some comfort zones, but occasionally I stumble into something new that I can do, and am amazed.
Today's picture is one such example. How it looks it couldn't have looked, unless I had stumbled into something I wasn't familiar with previously.
I am thinking that that could work for anything. Do anything long enough, and you might just find something you didn't know about because you were always doing what you knew.
But then, one day you stumble and what seems like a mistake gives you a whole new perspective. Have you ever considered that stumbling might be nature's way of showing us something we've never noticed before? Hmmmm....
Here's to today's stumbles!
PS I liked it so much, as you can see, I put it as the background pic for my blog. What do you think of the choice?
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Thought for the day: People are constantly judging and accessing. Are you willing to let someone else's judgment of you dictate how you feel about yourself?
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When I look at the above image, I think about what some people say about how we're all connected. Each piece is a slightly different shape, size, color and yet - all a part of the whole.
Kinda like the inhabitants and geography of that Pale Blue Dot we know, you know?
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"Remember who you are, and you will draw strength. Remember who you are, and your perceived weaknesses will find their way to become strengths." - E. Alraune from a Letter of Love
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The more creative I am, the more I am learning about life.
The above picture looks very different from its drawn version, which looks very different from how the picture started out.
Among other things, the original started upside down.
It makes me think about life. How many times do I think I am going to do something, and it winds up being something totally different? If I was stuck in a mindset that said it "HAS" to be a certain way, no work would ever be completed. If I stopped creating the minute I didn't like what I saw, nothing would be completed. If I stopped before doing something with the image on the computer, likely nothing would ever be completed.
Each and every step is a process of trial and error, and giving up the idea of what it "should be." Each and every step is taking me to an image that has not yet been created in my mind's eye...often to even better results than what I could have imagined - when I did.
It makes me think that since everything is all one piece of a bigger whole, that life must be very much like that...and, as I think about it, I can think of times when things worked out better than I could have imagined or hoped for in their then (perceived final) current form.
It still sucks sometimes in the midst of creation...you don't always know when you're done. It's not like the timer goes off. Even then, if I take the cooking metaphor, there is much more that can always be done, until a dish is complete.
I love what is coming out of my recent burst of creativity. And, it may not surprise you to find out that, of course, it is not in any way shape or form what I thought it would be.
Interesting thing about perspective - you never know when and how it's going to show up. You may just think you're sitting down to do something silly or simple, and then, "boom!" For all I know, this is just another version of what is yet to come. Oh goodie! (Yes, just a wee bit of sarcasm there, LOL.)
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"You have feelings for a reason, and they are like signposts. They aren't meant to be destinations." (from a Letter of Love)
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I am sitting here, watching the tribute to Michael Jackson.
One thing I heard was that Michael told Kobe Bryant something to the effect that he should never be afraid to be unique/himself.
This coming from a man who was often mocked and ridiculed, and made fun of. It occurs to me that Michael was a very courageous man - he lived his truth.
Now I know that there are things that people considered questionable in Michael's life. I personally am unable to speak to them. What I will say, though, is that we make a mistake (in my opinion) discounting the greatness of someone because we're too busy questioning their faults and/or perceived character.
There are millions mourning Michael's death. I would suspect that the reason may be in part because of the fact that behind everything, he was human, just like the rest of us.
Just now Rev Al Sharpton said to Michael's kids, "There was nothing strange about your daddy, it was strange what your daddy had to deal with." It was met with a huge round of applause.
We all have a yearning to be ourselves... the people we are truly meant to be. I think at the core we can all relate to the difficulty in doing that at times, especially in an environment of judgment that has the ability to stop self expression in its tracks.
It is apparent to me, watching all of these tributes, that Michael was well loved, appreciated, and respected by many, and many types of people. If he had been anything else, but true to who he was, the reaction might have been different.
Michael was loved for being who he was, despite what public judgments were. How often is the outward judgment out of alignment with what "truly" is?
What might we get from this experience for ourselves?
I have a new appreciation of Michael's music and the message today. He truly had a beautiful message, and sadly, as with many messages, we only hear them when we are ready.
I knew about "We Are the World," but didn't realize (or remember?) that Michael was a co-writer. I leave you with the words of the song:
There comes a time When we heed a certain call When the world must come together as one
There are people dying And it's time to lend a hand to life The greatest gift of all
We can't go on Pretending day by day That someone, somewhere will soon make a change
We are all a part of God's great big family And the truth, you know love is all we need
We are the world We are the children We are the ones who make a brighter day So let's start giving
There's a choice we're making We're saving our own lives It's true we make a better day Just you and me
Send them your heart So they know that someone cares And their lives will be stronger and free
As God has shown us by turning stone to bread and So we all must lend a helping hand
We are the world We are the children We are the ones who make a brighter day So let's start giving
There's a choice we're making We're saving our own lives It's true we make a better day Just you and me
When you're down and out There seems no hope at all But if you just believe There's no way we can fall
Well, well, well, well, let us realize That a change can only come When we stand together as one
We are the world We are the children We are the ones who make a brighter day So let's start giving
There's a choice we're making We're saving our own lives It's true we make a better day Just you and me
In my email today I received the following without attribution. I tried to find some somewhere, without any luck.
If you know who said this, please let me know so I can give proper credit.
On my way home one day, I stopped to watch a Little League baseball game that was being played in a park near my home. As I sat down behind the bench on the first base line, I asked one of the boys what the score was 'We're behind 14 to nothing,' he answered with a smile.
'Really,' I said. 'I have to say you don't look very discouraged.'
'Discouraged?', the boy asked with a puzzled look on his face...
'Why should we be discouraged? We haven't been up to bat yet.'
I found out this morning that Eric De La Cruz passed away on July 4th. No death is more poignant than the ones that come closest to home. My thoughts are with those who loved Eric the longest, and knew him the best.
In addition, there were many people who also came to know Eric through his sister's untiring efforts, and I know that this must be a very sad day for them as well.
If you would like to hear the news from Veronica, and hear her tribute to her brother, as well as some music that was written by Eric, please visit http://www.hedrichcreative.com/Eric.html
It has been said that our mind is unable to resist answering a question. It makes me wonder what a good question to ask here is. It makes me wonder what question will get us the answer(s) we seem to need.
If you have any ideas, please consider writing them in the comments section.
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Today I was thinking about beauty, and what it means to appreciate it.
I was "inspired" to do yet another work with pastels and Photoshop. It started out one way, and went another, and still another before it was completed. Again, I had no idea where it was going to take me.
Is this what those who call themselves artists do? Is this the type of process they go through? I always figured an artist had some idea of where they were headed before they arrived. Maybe not?
I am amazed. I just kept going, and the above was the result. Maybe you don't think much of it, who knows? But the awesome thing for me is that I love that I am doing it!
I share these with you because maybe you will be inspired to act on something you may at first think is nothing. If you do, please let me know, I would love to see what YOU come up with!
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The above image is another work that I created in Photoshop, with the aid of a scanner and oil pastels.
I started to do the work several weeks ago, and almost threw it out. It sat for weeks. Last night I finished the pastel part, but it wasn't until today that I saw the finished work.
Amazing how sometimes we don't always see potential, and might even "throw" things away in mid-creation.
I have a much bigger image that I might do something with...but not sure yet. We'll see.
This piece speaks to me, but as with everything perspective, you never know if it will mean anything to anyone else. Kinda like my Letters of Love: messages that are very personal for those who read them, but still very profound for those having a human experience ;-).