beautiful things Tag

Love Letters

I'm starting back up with this nonsense and enjoying it very much. Scattering these little notes around, hoping to widen their reach over time.   Here's how I imagine it:   You are walking around town and stop to tie your shoelace. Or maybe you're at a quirky coffee shop with a friend and drop your pen between the cushions of a sofa. Or maybe you are looking for a book at a library, or waiting at a bus...

My Second Love

The past couple of weeks have been extremely whirlwindy with so many writing projects, so much research, so many revisions in addition to my regular to-do list, but the moment I hit that submit button on my last assignment of the semester I felt a wave of relief wash over me, man. Yesterday evening I watched a whopping three entire television episodes with my daughter, and today I decided to pull out my old pencils...

Lines and Relief

I stumbled upon a new art medium last week and have been happily experimenting in it during my very limited free time.   It's called metal embossing and it combines everything I love about pen-and-ink drawing: bold lines, high contrast, intricate patterns, angles and curves, but it ends up looking so dramatic and stately! If you want to learn more about it, watch this video from Elitia Hart. I have ordered some actual metal sheets and official metal embossing tools,...

Lost and Found in San Antonio

I had the privilege of attending the 5th annual San Antonio Book Festival this past weekend and enjoyed myself even more than I had intended to. The Festival itself was incredible: very well-organized with a wide range of exhibitors, speakers, activities, and delicious food. I walked away with four new books, a handy red tote, two free pins, some spicy chicken street tacos in my tummy, and a beautiful turquoise-and-onyx bracelet from Pulquerios on my wrist. :o)   I started off...

Winter Gardening

I wrote a poem today, from start to finish. The start was having the idea--that spark of a single line--while I was in the shower. Thank god it didn't come at three in the morning, the time at which most of my good ideas seem to come these days. The finish was printing out a second draft of the typed poem and being so happy with it that my body felt heavy with awareness, like...

Uncommon Courtesy

A couple of days ago I found myself (as I do pretty much every day of my life) on the highway. I hadn't bothered to check my GPS for traffic before getting on, but since I was early to my appointment, I didn't mind it too much when I came over a hill to discover a seemingly endless line of brake lights. It was stop-and-go for what felt like five miles but was probably closer to just half...

Of Paper, Lines, and Machines

A couple of days ago, I stopped by a local bookstore called Deep Vellum Books. I'd heard of it and been curious about it but had never made the time to visit. I'm so glad I finally did. The very first book I laid my eyes on, sitting right there in the window like a fresh apple strudel, was Witness, written by Robert Rient and translated from Polish by a friend of mine named Frank Garrett (who...