I've met several decent penpals recently on a website called Interpals.net There's one -- an Italian guy named Diego Barletta and we're going to start writing letters rather than emails. He and I both collect post cards, so it could turn out to be quite a cool friendship we develop.
At first, I was down with just emailing friends from the site, but I saw how excited Susan was when she got her first letter from both her penpals and I wished I had that same feeling. And I do, sometimes, when VV sends me emails from China, I get excited. She's an awesome girl, but there's nothing like getting an actual letter in the mail.
So tomorrow, I'm going to the post office to figure out how much it costs to mail something to Italy, because on the USPS website, it says it costs $11, which, if that's the case, looks like I won't be sending much snail mail to Italy.
Also, in the realm of writing, I'm going to bring my notebook with me the next time I hike down to the looking ledge. Sometimes I find inspiration there, but I've always come empty handed (excluding my camera).
x P A I N T x
I went to that art show on Friday and got inspired to paint some more. The painting I bought, which is called "on the march again..." and is very militant, has been inspiring me since the moment I first set my eyes on it. Now it's just a matter of getting my hands on surfaces to paint, lots of paint, and some oh-so-precious time. Also, once I do start painting again, I probably wouldn't mind selling them.
x P H O T O G R A P H x
Speaking of selling things. I'm getting my photographs ready to be printed and put on display at my mom and dad's antique shop. Hopefully I'll make a few sales over there and that will spur me to sell at flea markets and whatnot, and definitely online.
I've been inspired to take photographs a whole lot more lately. I think it might have to do a lot with my discovery of the looking ledge (which needs a better name), but primarily, I think I am happier lately than I've been in quite awhile.
x W O R L D x
First, my world. I have been nesting/settling lately. I've been making plans in my head and drawings and lists on paper of what and where I want to live, what I'll be taking with me and what I'll need once I move. I go through this phase every so often, but there are so many variables regarding it, that it never really seems possible.
Second, the world - world. There's a tribe existing in the Amazon, they've been under secret surveilance for the past twenty years, which means they've definitely existed longer than that, and they've apparently had little to no contact with the outside world.
The authorities estimate there are around 50+ people living in what appear to be thatch houses. And they've survived all this time without the interference of the modern world. They are untouched by Time. And on the news on Saturday I watched a woman say, "we need to help these people."
I think she's got it all wrong. It is the modern world who should study and learn from this tribe. I think one day we're all going to be faced with reverting back to simpler times -- and who of this generation knows how to spear a fish?
At first, I was down with just emailing friends from the site, but I saw how excited Susan was when she got her first letter from both her penpals and I wished I had that same feeling. And I do, sometimes, when VV sends me emails from China, I get excited. She's an awesome girl, but there's nothing like getting an actual letter in the mail.
So tomorrow, I'm going to the post office to figure out how much it costs to mail something to Italy, because on the USPS website, it says it costs $11, which, if that's the case, looks like I won't be sending much snail mail to Italy.
Also, in the realm of writing, I'm going to bring my notebook with me the next time I hike down to the looking ledge. Sometimes I find inspiration there, but I've always come empty handed (excluding my camera).
x P A I N T x
I went to that art show on Friday and got inspired to paint some more. The painting I bought, which is called "on the march again..." and is very militant, has been inspiring me since the moment I first set my eyes on it. Now it's just a matter of getting my hands on surfaces to paint, lots of paint, and some oh-so-precious time. Also, once I do start painting again, I probably wouldn't mind selling them.
x P H O T O G R A P H x
Speaking of selling things. I'm getting my photographs ready to be printed and put on display at my mom and dad's antique shop. Hopefully I'll make a few sales over there and that will spur me to sell at flea markets and whatnot, and definitely online.
I've been inspired to take photographs a whole lot more lately. I think it might have to do a lot with my discovery of the looking ledge (which needs a better name), but primarily, I think I am happier lately than I've been in quite awhile.
x W O R L D x
First, my world. I have been nesting/settling lately. I've been making plans in my head and drawings and lists on paper of what and where I want to live, what I'll be taking with me and what I'll need once I move. I go through this phase every so often, but there are so many variables regarding it, that it never really seems possible.
Second, the world - world. There's a tribe existing in the Amazon, they've been under secret surveilance for the past twenty years, which means they've definitely existed longer than that, and they've apparently had little to no contact with the outside world.
The authorities estimate there are around 50+ people living in what appear to be thatch houses. And they've survived all this time without the interference of the modern world. They are untouched by Time. And on the news on Saturday I watched a woman say, "we need to help these people."
I think she's got it all wrong. It is the modern world who should study and learn from this tribe. I think one day we're all going to be faced with reverting back to simpler times -- and who of this generation knows how to spear a fish?
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