Blue skies are upon us and Spring is in the air in NYC. Can’t think of a better way to shake off the winter blues and get mega inspired than by strutting through the colorful, animated and boisterous streets of good ole Manhattan. Yes, nothing like the Empire state of mind to get the energy flowing and recharging the creative channels. How do you get inspired?
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Nothing like nature’s reminder of the captivating beauty that surrounds us, everyday. Fog provides a mysterious yet soothing backdrop to the winter-laden forest that has been blanketed by its moisture, which the slippery ice failed to get.
Oil on Canvas, by Giovanna Aguilar. Just celebrating the art of man. (painted in the Fall of 09)
Before the brew, there is the seed.
Just hanging in the Andes and awaiting the hand of selection. Beautiful….raw and deep.
Inspiration. Dedication. Passion and Celebration!
To see a talented friend reaching a milestone, someone who continually inspires all of us to move forward in this crazy world of filmmaking, well, it is truly a powerful experience that needs to be shared.
Nicole has been working on her documentary, Meet Bess, for years, and she recently received a purchase order from the theater to sell her short version of her documentary, Gershwin & Bess, in the lobby.
I invite you all to check out Nicole and help spread the word of her DVDs so she can complete her full-length documentary in honor of the late Anne Brown who inspired the role of Bess—she was in the original production of the opera of Porgy & Bess in 1935. Of course, we all hear that Audra McDonald is breathtaking in her rendition. I’ve been her fan since Private Practice. Yes, hard work and patience do pay off…..
Who would’ve thought that walking into a brewery this past week that my call for THE ‘location’ would be answered. Yes! I found the place. The one and only where my script evolves to the future. With names that include ‘Jersey Summer Breakfast Ale’ and IPA Hopnotic, how could I go wrong for inspiration? Golden gem to find a place where American pride rules, and all is made with passion. Was great to see good ole Ben Franklin too.
Thank you, Cricket Hill Brewery!
Frustrating. That is just how it feels when the same words go from my head to the document. Unlike when the magic is there as the story flows, smoothly. Like a chocolate fondue over the sweetest strawberry. Your heart races as, in between each breath, your muses continue their gem offerings. Exhilarating. If you could only hold on to it… ..But then, there it is that thing. Yes, that, the ordinary. The same old tucking at you, embarrassing you in places you’d prefer to ignore – – just like gum caught on your sole…. So what to do? You sweat, as you pick at it and pull it off…Then you walk a few paces looking for a place to run your foot hard back-and-forth many times to get the sticky mess gone. And then, just as you did before, you do it again. You write. This time though your POV starts brewing from the very frustrating place you were in just a few moments ago, okay, for weeks… But there it is, a picture. One seen by all many times but simply left behind. Oh. You have seen it too, and walked on by in a hurry to catch up and get to – – no where. Now, here you are and move from side to side looking at different angles and realize the ordinary is truly extraordinary. The magic is in the angle, the POV that is your own. Simple stories, in between the darkness of the wall separating them, can converge and release colors so bright and true. Ahhhhh. You can sit down now, comfortably, in front of your laptop and type away…. If you only trust the process a little more…. Your POV will enliven even the banal, as that is where all the good stuff flows from, anyway.
On a perfectly gorgeous summer day, the $20 cab ride to Wall Street didn’t seem as painful to my wallet after seeing this promo on the side of a tourist bus in Downtown NYC. It brought back wonderful memories of my high school graduation gift to the Galapagos from my parents.
For anyone who has been to the Galapagos Islands, you know just how rampant the blue-footed boobies are – – dancing and hanging out with you on the beach. Ah…. Those memories linger from a time just a couple of decades ago, like it were yesterday. Actually right now. Wish I were there, this second.
For those of you who have heard plenty in your science classes or read about Darwin’s theory of evolution, you’ll be delighted to know that there is plenty more to see than the centuries’ old gigantic turtles. Different colored sands – – pink , gold and black beaches- – mango groves, finches, flamingoes and… – – those cute, tiny pinguins. But, let me not forget the complacent, spitting iguanas. Or, how about those lazy sea lions awaiting the catch of the day?
While Galapagos has changed since I visited as a teen, with modern paved roads lined with plentiful shops and its growing population, it remains captivating. Peaceful, gorgeous tones of turquoise and cobalt blues are dashed throughout, from the little feet of these lovely birds to the blue waters welcoming their dives. Oh, and yes, how can I forget to mention the skies a blue…