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Visual Nudges

One trick I have for maintaining a creative attitude (and staving off depression) is to hang art that inspires me in my work space. This always nudges me in the right direction. I also change the art around from now and again when I think I need a new focus.

This photograph of a floating bubble, taken by Maria-Thérèse Sommar from Afiori, currently resides in my eyeline space. This is a spot just above my computer monitor that I look at every day, and was previously occupied by an abstract watercolor of a winter creek. Since that was actually starting to depress me, I thought something more whimsical was needed. Green happens to be my favorite color, and I love the bokeh style of photographing light so that it blurs. I also adore this picture, which to me illustrates the beauty (and fragility) of creativity.

This is a photo of the roses someone had left behind in a tree that I saw during a moment of crisis while in the Smoky Mountains. I took this shot myself just a moment after I spotted them. They still seem unreal to me, and epitomize everything I want in my creative life. I need to take down another piece of art before I hang this one, but it will also be something I look at every day.

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nightsmusic said…
I love those roses. I remember that post as well. I wonder if whoever left them knows what they did for you *hug*

That water drop is pretty cool!
March 11, 2020 at 8:08 AM
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