If you are connected with me on Facebook, you've probably already seen the mug.
If not, allow me to introduce the two of you.
I purchased this mug almost a week ago at an Arts Fair at our Farmer's Market from a local artist (Benjamin Cirgin). I usually don't buy pottery (being a mom of two who plans on everything being scratched, dented, colored upon, torn, written in, cracked, or broken within a few weeks of purchase). However, this one caught my eye.
Over the past few weeks, I've re-found my creative desires buried underneath a whole bunch of shoulds and expectations. And I've been playing....
There is so much to share, but I wanted to start with this one to perhaps inspire you to think outside of the "art box".
On her website and in her life, my dear friend Kathy explores everyday habits that lead to bliss, and shares stories on her aptly named site, Bliss Habits. (http://www.BlissHabits.com) Each week, she explores a different habit, cycling through 13 total.
This week, she is exploring Serenity. I'm honored to be guest posting over at Bliss Habits tomorrow, but couldn't wait to offer a bit of contemplation on serenity (now).
It was one of those things I've been meaning to do.
I have an art area - a studio of sorts - that is well-used. I've been meaning to clean it. I really have. But I've been dragging my feet on that. Every time I went downstairs, I wanted to play...not organize.
Yesterday when I went downstairs, I noticed the carpet felt a bit cooler than usual. This is the basement, mind you, so nothing that set off any alarms. But I decided to investigate...
I'll save you the dramatic build: Over the past few weeks, it appears our basement has been lightly flooding.