Gratitude

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I went down to the folks’ house today to have a big family dinner with my parents, grandpa, aunt, sister, brother-in-law, and new nephew. It was lovely to have everyone sit around one big table and talk about life.


Being able to drive down to visit the family was a blessing unto itself. The transmission went out on my car awhile ago, so my father has been very graciously letting me borrow his. Reliable transportation is amazing.


“For the first time in a long time, you’re not who my muse is.”
–Sage Francis

Writing

Different Light

"Night Light" © Doug Wheller, 2011. CC BY-NC-SA 2.0.
Night Light” © Doug Wheller, 2011. CC BY-NC-SA 2.0.
“When I’m painting regularly I start looking at the world different. I notice the way the light hits a tree. I see shadows between leaves. I see the gradual change between shades of green. I notice all the little parts of it. And then I see the whole tree.”

How we spend our time doesn’t only change the time we’re spending. It bleeds into everything. Your existence becomes tinted. Our thoughts, our habits. We reflect them back to ourselves. Constantly shifting. Our creativity is like any muscle that grows or atrophies depending on its use. A central theme to build around. Something to color everything. Continue reading →