Day 186: Seven.Ten.13

I’ve been staying on the outskirts of DC for the summer. It’s a mix of small-industrial and residential, and trying to brand itself as an ‘arts district.’

I find it rather depressing, if I’m being honest.

To each his own, and thank goodness we don’t all love the same things or this life would be incredibly boring. And that’s not to say that there isn’t art happening here – there is. I find myself in the Busboys down the street more times in a week than I care to admit. There are murals being created and art centers and programming nearby. It’s just, I’m a city girl at heart, and no matter how many times I try to tell myself otherwise, that fact remains true. (Except when I’m a country girl – because I love me some natural, away-from-it-all landscapes, too.) But to live? I need the hustle and bustle and energy of the city.

I’ve started going on jogs around these parts (I’ve lost my mind – I hate even saying the word jog) and here is some of the ‘art’ I’ve discovered along the way.

Surprisingly, this excursion did get my creative juices flowing…

How great would THIS be for an arts center? I need to focus on an actual space for ReSourceArts first, but phase two… something like this – that was retrofitted to be an art bus? My wheels are already turning.

Here’s to another day of creativity…

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Day 167: Six.TwentyOne.13

I went to an awesome coffee shop today. How I have never been before is beyond me.

On my way back to my car, I passed cute houses, friendly faces, and these awesome birdhouses made from found-objects, including a flip flop.

Needless to say, I’ll be returning shortly.

Here’s to another day of creativity…

Day 84: Three.Thirty.13

The Wheat Grass Woman

Happy spring!

Here’s to another day of creativity…

Day 43: Two.Seventeen.13

One of my favorite things to do in Philadelphia is go discover more incredible details at Philadelphia’s Magic Gardens. Whenever I have friends in town, I make sure we head to this incredible world filled with mosaic and found-object art. This is upcycling at its best. And it’s always a special treat when Isaiah is on-site working or speaking to guests. Just so much talent and creativity and beauty surrounds you, literally from floor to ceiling, when you are in this magical, magical place.

Philadelphia’s Magic Gardens – “Art is the center of the real world”

Here’s to another day of creativity…

Day 42: Two.Sixteen.13

Today was my moving party. Well, more accurately my going away party. I love entertaining – mostly the decor and ambiance side of things. I also did the cooking (it was all edible, hooray)! Event planning is a career track I could see myself enjoying. If I didn’t have this innate need to do something philanthropic that is. Although, I suppose the event and party planning I do through my non-profit career, as well as my own organization totally fits the bill for creating parties for good.

Moving Party

At this particular party, I set up a Kraft Korner – a ton of random crafting goods I have accumulated, that I didn’t want to pack and take with me. I was expecting a few friends to indulge me and decorate a candle holder or something. I had NO idea the ENTIRE crew would get into it and create some of the coolest pieces of re-purposed art around! (mobile, framed drawing and collage, bouquets of flowers…) Instead of getting rid of things, I now have even more to pack because they all left their amazing pieces for me, sigh!

Kraft Korner Delights!

Here’s to another day of creativity…

Day 35: Two.Nine.13

Arguably, today was perhaps not the best day to go on a walk along the water. (I am convinced anyone running today is of a different species.) But I had a bit of free time, felt the need to be outdoors doing something at least slightly active, and as we learned in Day 30, Boathouse Row and the Philadelphia Museum of Art are two of the places I will miss, but don’t get to enough. So why not.

Even though the wind was stinging my face like crazy, it was bright and sunshine-y and all in all lovely. Here are a few of the photos I collected while out and about.

origami crane along Boathouse Row, Phila

snowy steps to the river

Philadelphia Museum of Art

Phila Museum of Art Sculpture Garden

Here’s to another day of creativity…

Day 21: One.TwentySix.13

I didn’t grow up with much snow. And definitely not with for-real winters. When I first moved to the East, I was like a kid seeing the snow for the first time each winter. I always wanted to go out and play. (I tried, unsuccessfully, to go out in flips flops my first winter – how was a Cali girl to know?! until my bff set me straight.) Now, many moons later, the snow has mostly lost its appeal. I still enjoy seeing the light, fluffy flakes – from the warmth of somewhere inside that I don’t have to leave until it stops – I just don’t much care for the bitter cold. Like, at all. I continue to be awed, though, by natural ice sculptures.

Ice Sculpture photo by me. Filter effects thanks to Camera+.

Here’s to another day of creativity…

Day 11: One.Sixteen.13

A found-object word of the day:

ADRIFT

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It seems the more I tell myself to get on with the task of being creative, the less able to be creative I become. The more I measure myself against all of the other creatives out there, posting away on facebook and twitter and the like. The more down on myself I become that this week of posting daily hasn’t somehow turned into an overnight sensation.

Here’s to another day of creativity…