My love of the written word, in all its forms, is a universally accepted fact amongst my family and close friends.
And that's why, when I look at my robustly stocked bookcase, I see some of the most precious moments of my life.
There's children's stories, adventure novels, goosebumps, sci-fi, romance, drama and horror, mystery and tragedy, poetry and legends.
I simply love a good story. A wonderful tale that plays with your imagination and emotions, that pushes your ideas of what reality is.
It works in a similar way that music does. I get the same feeling from a beautiful poem as I do from Tchaikovsky's Nutcracker Pas De Deux.
It's swells and dips, it's character and traits of the author/composer, it's all simply......
beautiful.
Oh, there has been some good news. I got some encouragement, off the staff at a café I absolutely love, to do an exhibition there. As they brought me coffee they seemed to like the sketches I did.
And I'm also reminiscing my ballerina days... just maybe, perhaps, I could have another crack...
Love life, even when it's a shithole.
- xx
Image courtesy of ~EdenAmar
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