"Pongáio" was the name my Aunt Mona gave to a long, green, cool room where we gathered at her home —
replete with comfy chairs, a rocker, sewing machine, sewing goods, beautiful beads, shelves, books, bibelots, photographs, odds'n'ends, mementos of a life, treasures —
a gathering of all the useful & 'useless' things that so make life a pleasure.

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Compassion on Creativity

Rereading, again, and loving it even more every time, Eat, Pray, Love.
Elizabeth Gilbert writes directly to my heart and doubts, and in such a funny, warm, kind way.

Found this on Youtube, and being an artist, it is especially suitable.

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