When I look at my work, a lot of my pages are created about others, their pain, their suffering, hunger, floods, the neglected and overlooked and forgotten and of course, there is always the plight of a little kitty left to fend for itself (or a dog) or a child.
and when heavy thoughts drag me down, I remember my love for music and listen
to one of the world's greatest tenors. My husband and I had the pleasure of
attending concerts mostly in Italy but also here in Canada at the Roy Thompson Hall in Toronto. No photos of that concert unfortunately though still vivid memories of people turning up in jeans and very casual dress which for us was rather mind boggling and surprising.
stepping outside the 'box' is important otherwise you get caught in a groove
and life starts to be boring. So far I can truthfully say that I have never never EVER been bored and my husband will confirm this, but also surprise, surprise my oldest daughter who knows me too.