This morning I woke up to a paw smack to my face, I have a slight scratch over my lip as evidence. My cat Pandora was impatient for me to wake up. She made it a point to wake me up. And after her vet visit on Saturday morning, she was still “getting me back.” After I fed her at some ungodly hour, I went back to bed. I was in the in-between state of sleeping and waking and I just really didn’t want to get up to go to work. The shades were drawn and my bed was warm and I just wanted to bury myself under my duvet.
On Saturday, I managed to meet my sister to see the movie, Stoker. It was intense but really well done. Mia Wasikowska is amazing in it. This young woman is captivating. I loved her as Helen in Albert Nobbs, she was haunting in Jane Eyre, and now as India Stoker…well she gave me creepy chills. There is something unsettling about her steady gaze. I have yet to see her in Alice in Wonderland with Johnny Depp. Nicole Kidman and Matthew Goode are both eerily disturbing as well and you can’t help watch the story unfold. Stoker is definitely worth seeing.
I write and I paint. Then I try to articulate some coherent thoughts about the creative process on this blog. In between those moments of producing work, I take photos, listen to groovy music, watch indie movies, read (a lot), go hear live music (preferably someone that rocks), go to the theater to see a new play from time to time, watch sci-fi movies, and continue to cultivate my curiosity. Then I write about that too.
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