The Art of Life

Oh, the holiday season... It's the time of year when we eat too much, spend too much and laugh a lot. We come out of it swearing to never do it again but the next year we land ourselves right back where we started. But thus is the art of life.

At some point in the next 15 hours you'll be ringing in the new year. 2010 will be a calendar awaiting it's turn in the dumpster and 2011 will be roaring ahead whether we like it or not. The question tonight: what will 2011 look like for you?

On the rare occasion I have time to post I talk about some quote, recipe or album I've found. But as incredible as the art that surrounds us there is a work far more intriguing in our lives on a daily basis: ourselves. 

You are art. Your life is a painting with texture and colors you could never imagine. It screams a beauty only designed by the creator. It's an art that we can never master but is an incredible thing to experience.

You can make all kinds of resolutions this year: to climb this mountain, run this race, lose that weight. But whatever you do, don't get so caught up in creating the art that you forget to enjoy the painting. You are the art of your life, enjoy your beauty. =)

What's in your holiday cup?

It is officially my favorite time of year. I love the cold weather, that is when Florida decides it should be cold. I love bundling up in clothes, curling up with a good cup of whatever drink is desired and digging into a good book or movie (or at current: Smallville). 

I drink enormous amounts of coffee this time a year, which isn't any different than normal I guess, but I do love hot chocolate, apple cider and tea. My preferences for how each is made varies accordingly. Tonight I wanted to share one of my favorites with you: Hot Chocolate.

I found this recipe a few years back and love it. I like to add nutmeg to mine but it's up to you. This holiday season when you need something new and with a twist try it. 

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!!

You Are Art.

"What lies behind us and what lies before us are small matters compared to what lies within us." -Ralph Emerson 

Trail...

Nothing new to post about tonight. I decided to leave a bread crumb trail to my other blog. Enjoy! =)

http://scyree.wordpress.com/2010/10/30/learn/

Something Old

As a college student if there is one topic I can relate to it is lack of funds. Or as my mother puts it, my bank account isn't quite aware that it is rich yet. Either way, some times it is all you can do to rub two pennies together until the next paycheck comes. Meanwhile you feel very music deprived which isn't good either. 

Over the years I've collected my fair share of CDs. Some of them I've driven into the ground within the first month of ownership. Others were listened to for a while and haven't reached my ears in quite some time. They've been shoved aside in my itunes library, so to speak, and haven't racked up any play time in a while. My suggestion for today: find that old music. 

You may not have ten dollars to your name but you may have several hundred dollars worth of neglected CDs. I have CDs I never gave much time to, CDs that have been forgotten about and CDs I've over-listened to. So in order to fit my budget I've done something free! Free always fits the budget.

There are plenty of artists I discovered in high school and haven't thought about since. Not only has rediscovering these artists been amazing but it has also brought back some good memories. We grow up so fast that while we are living our very art filled lives we don't always take time to enjoy them. 

Take that time. Scroll through your itunes, ipod or other music collection and find that album. You'll fall in love again with that artist that once resonated constantly in your mind. You'll also save money.

Sometimes you don't need the new. Sometimes the old is even better.

My current album:

(I'm addicted to it currently)

A Picture Says a Thousand Words...

So as of late it feels as though every friend I have is engaged or rather close to it. While it seems overwhelming, as my wallet cries in agony, I am so very excited for every single one of them. My post tonight is inspired by them in a way.
 Facebook is a giver of many things. For some they find knowledge, aka stalking. Others find ideas or new bands and much more. Tonight I was looking through a friend's engagement pictures and it got me to thinking.

I could see their love radiating out of every snap shot. I never felt a moment was fake or particularly posed. I felt a new hope in the world once I got done.

Now while I understand this is a great bit to expect from the world, it inspires me. It caused me to take a different look. So tonight the art I ask you to look at in the world is a picture. 

Ask yourself what is really there. Look beyond the surface and to the heart of the subjects and the artists. A picture says quite a few words for more than just the person featured in it. 

Look A Little Closer

I LOVE rainy weather. I'm from Florida, the sunshine state, so maybe this is just life's irony. Perhaps I should move somewhere that provides more of this weather. Or maybe it is just because growing up you learn to make peace with hurricanes. They provide you with days out of school. What kid doesn't love that? If I can't have a snow day then please provide me with something else. However, my love for this particular weather is not the complete source of this post.

I'm learning not to be a person who speaks merely because she has a voice, or because I have internet access. So whether or not I'm providing you with information that makes you think I am unaware. However, please take heart that I am trying to make the correct use of my words. 

This afternoon, as I was staring out my rather large window which overlooks our driveway, I was thinking about how much I love this weather. But I was also thinking about how it is beautiful in its own way. This lead to think about art and how we deem is something worth of the title ART.

There are times when I believe generally accepted definitions of things are necessary. For example, I would prefer that one doctor have the same definition as every other doctor as to what exactly is cancer. But that is an extreme example. Art and beauty, however cliche, are determined by the beholder. 

So tonight, in the sleepy little town I know as home, the clouds are think meeting the subtle shades of red claiming the horizon. The rain is intermittent and the traffic is light. But to me it is beautiful. 

Every rain drop is it's own piece of something larger. Looking at the horizon I know that somewhere else in the world a person whom I've yet to meet is sharing the same sky with me. 

We are privy to an incredible world. I bet if you look a little loser you may find something you consider art. Maybe even something you think is beautiful.