“I Want Make That”

Apparently, I’m not the only one inspired to do something creative this week. My daughter and I were checking out the InHerChucks blog and came across the recipe for Sweet Zucchini Cupcakes… my daughter pointed to the photo and said, “I want make that!” With spoon in hand and inspiration sparked, we set  out to make what ended up being zucchini/carrot cupcakes as I had to clean out the veggie drawer… mmmm good.  We’ll be back for more!

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Pray, Do Tell

I grew up in the foothills of the Sierra Nevada mountains, and we had a lot of bugs. I’m not a huge fan of insects; I dislike mosquitos, ticks and flees, and I moved out of an apartment once when I discovered cockroaches the size of my thumb were already renting the place. But growing up, there was one kind that I admired: the praying mantis. Every year they would pop up on our windows, screens and sometimes in the house. I’d come home from school and one would be waiting for me on the window sill. She would watch me as I walked by, and I would stop and look at her and she would cock her head to the side like a my dog does when she’s trying to understand. I looked forward to seeing her everyday somewhere new, and sometimes I would carry her around the yard to check out the trees and birds. There was something mysterious and wise and frightening about her, like she knew something I didn’t and was trying to communicate it to me. The way she followed me with those bulbous, all-knowing eyes – prehistoric and alien at the same time. And then one day, I would come home from school and she and her friends would be gone, like they all decided no one was listening and it was time to move on. I haven’t seen a praying mantis in years. In fact, the last time I remember seeing a praying mantis was high school. Where did they all go and what was she trying to tell me? Today, I drew a picture of a praying mantis from a photo on The Quantum Biologist blog. The author talks about the praying mantis and how they can take down animals three times their size and there is a video of a mantis attacking a snake! All this time, I thought my praying mantis was my special communion with nature, my unique pet, when it is quite possible she was sizing me up for her afternoon snack.

 

Soup it up!

We just returned from a trip to Napa to celebrate our Anniversary, and I have to say I’m inspired in ways one might not associate with Napa: the food. In honor of the fabulous food we ate, I made some cauliflower soup out of the veggies we got from our CSA (Community Supported Agriculture) box from Mountain Bounty Farms. Now, I wouldn’t call myself a cook by any means, but I’m beginning to earn my kitchen. The soup tasted great (I know, surprising for cauliflowers) and was easy to make (that means very easy for everyone else). Here’s a photo and the recipe. Thank goodness Mountain Bounty sends recipe ideas with every box!

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Nighty Night

Dolls: creepy or cute? Well, either way, they are taking a day of rest just like me.

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Photo by my husband, John. Photo styling by our daughter, Charlie.

Coffee Art Mmmm

I’m not above extrinsic motivation, so I’ve decided that for every five days of creativity I will give myself a reward. What was your reward for your daily creative? This was mine.

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Coffee art by Travis at Coffebar

Oh My Orchid Sky

“People where you live… grow five thousand roses in one garden… yet they don’t find what they’re looking for… and yet what they are looking for could be found in a single rose, or a little water… But eyes are blind. You have to look with the heart.” –Antoine de Saint-Exupéry. One of my favorite books as a child was The Little Prince , and I have to thank my 7th Grade teacher, Mrs. Estin, for exposing us to this inspiring piece of literature. As I ponder and wonder and stare at this orchid that was given to all of the actors who performed in The Vagina Monologues a few weeks ago, I am reminded of the Little Prince and his rose. His rose was unique to him; she looked different than all the other roses because he loved her.

It’s funny. I’m barely a week into this daily creative blog, and already I am seeing things differently, paying attention to the shades of yellow, the slit in the sides of the petal, the curves and folds and vibrant, waiting, bursting bulb. I have looked at this orchid longer than I have ever looked at a flower. Maybe I have blog brain (a preoccupation with trying to figure out my next blog post before the day’s end) or maybe I’m wearing bloggles (seeing everything as a potential blog theme). Or maybe doing something creative every day is having an effect on me, changing me in a good way. Maybe this is what it feels like to look with the heart.

My Little Princess Rosebud

My daughter is the inspiration for the poem I wrote for today’s creative endeavor.

My Little Princess Rosebud

Toddling, tip-toe, toppling two-year-old tulip

Hopping, hiccup-stomping, pick me up petunia

You lift me up, my lily stargazer.

Willow curly locks tapping on shoulders

I bubble wrap, bottle up, snap cap

Your sweet pea baby’s breath.

Pink mink, purple prancing peony

Dancing in the sunflower sunbright, I delight.

My California pepper berry baby

With your smart, tough candletuft thorns

And snapdragon apple blossom spirit.

You show me the kangaroo paw yellow

Hidden under the safflower shadow.

Hand in hand, through fire and ice roses

To find the lost moon orchid

The secret bird of paradise.

You are my very own breath of heaven

I thank you, my sage perennial

For showing me the beauty

I had forgotten how to see.

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Snow Garden

I guess my theme for the week is turning out to look like flowers. We don’t have flowers showing up yet in our yard; in fact, pine needles and pine cones are the usual ground cover of choice. So, today, I made my own snow garden using plants I have gathered from my walks and a bit of spray paint (which I don’t think I’ll be using again – too smelly). I would love to see what anyone else is doing with their daily creative. 

Lovely Lily

My grandma always says to practice art everyday because even though you don’t get any worse, without practice, you never get any better. As a child, I used to draw all the time, and then I went years without brushing my pencil across the paper. Look Grandma, I’m practicing again!

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Snowdrops and Violets

Welcome to the first day of spring and the first day of my endeavor to be more creative. “Everyone who’s ever taken a shower has had an idea. It’s the person who gets out of the shower, dries off and does something about it who makes a difference.” – Nolan Bushnell. Today marks the first day I get out of the shower and do something about it.

It doesn’t look like spring in my neighborhood today; it snowed a foot last night. I drew some snowdrops and violets using Animation Desk on my Ipad to add some color to the day and welcome the new season.

Click here: Snowdrops and Violets in Motion

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