An argument for blogging

Why blog?

Because I type faster than I write and I often have trouble reading my own writing.

So that my family, who live much too far away, will still know my random (and deeply profound) thoughts.

Because keeping a journal is important for a number of reasons, especially for an artist, and a lot of my inspiration these days comes via the internet. It's so easy to copy and paste. I will, however, have to keep a physical sketchbook.

Some time ago I read on someone's blog that she had lost everything on her computer when her hard drive had failed, including all of her photos. She was very thankful that she at least had her blog with the pictures she has posted to it.

A day in May

Back from my trip to the beautiful and slightly eerie Pacific Northwest and I am inspired. I am also jobless, as of the end of April. This could be an interesting combination. Photos to follow...

Today I had delicious ice cream with a friend who told me that her brother was particularly small as a young child and so his mother taught him to hold his arm straight up whenever he crossed the street (after looking both ways, of course). That way people in cars might be able to see him. It also reinforced the idea that the street is not an extension of the sidewalk. He did that until he was six. Isn't that adorable? I'm going to try and teach my son to do that too. I think I might also try making my own ice cream, although I'm pretty certain it won't end up tasting as good as the stuff I had today...