Monday, February 28, 2011

If I were a painter....

Listening to my iTunes "jazz vocals genius mix" while I try to think of what to blog to all of you lovelies about and Norah Jones' "Painter Song" came on.  This song has always made me happy and years ago inspired a little poem I wrote and it make me think...

Its funny how things start to come together as you get older. I've always thought that my interests and desires were a little all over the place. I love poetry. I love writing. I love when people read and react to what I have written. I love traveling. I love spanish. I love makeup and beauty and skincare. These things never meshed in my head! It's like how I love this lamp...


and this rug...



and this bedspread....
...but don't know how to bring them all together! I have always felt a little eclectic but not in a good way,  in more of a schizophrenic way like I've never really known which of all of these things I really am.  The older I get the less these things feel like separate interests, the more they seem to melt into cohesion and the more comfortable I become in my own skin. Maybe I'm just a late bloomer...who knows!

"If I were a painter - I would paint my reverie..."

Maybe thats what I'm doing here...painting my reverie... I want to create. I want to inspire. I want to transform people with my brushes and with my words. I hope that I've found a way to do both with this blog! The next time I post I promise it will be with a tip or trick or tutorial but for now I just wanted to share this thought with you and I'll try to take my own advice. Don't worry if it doesn't make sense now. Don't let go of ANY of the little things you love that make you YOU even if they don't all seem to go together. They are who you are and they are a part of who you will become. I am trying more and more everyday to embrace what I love and to share it with the world and you should too! Now if I could find a way to do this while sitting in the Plaza Mayor in Salamanca or Granada or Madrid or Valencia...wow...what an amazing life that would be :)

BIG dreams and all the love I have
Katie


Living by a Nightlight
i wish i could climb
      up onto a star and swing
  quiet and simple 
        and raining mystic confetti
        where the wind
        is slow and cold on
  my lips
        and the clouds that
     swell around me
           blanket
     the world in its sincerity.

    i  wish i could live in
a dream
     where reality is smeared 
  and thick between my
     f i n g e r:p a i n t

give me a blank canvas
      dark and new
and i'll punch holes in it
       so the light can drip through
  and i can start
         over.
Poem I wrote circa 2002 - Unedited




2 comments:

Sam said...

Good choice :-)

kkthrall said...

I love your writing! Thank you so much!I sometimes feel like I am all over the place too. I now have a couple of folders in my office just for me. I clip pics of home decorations and garden ideas, attach little notes to them and file them away. When I feel like a new project I pull the folders out and peek at the pics. When I look at the whole thing I can start to see my personal style and it helps me out. PS-you need that lamp! It is so fabulous.