This week I spent hours researching website logos.
I already have a logo, but I just wanted to tweak mine, maybe find a little inspiration, make it somehow more representative of me.
Well, at least that’s what I told myself. I’m pretty sure though that I went looking for validation.
On the internet. *sigh*
Yup. I went against all my Poltergeist quoting and went directly into the internet light.
But it’s so shiny (and don’t forget the entertaining cat around the bend).
And of course, I find super amazing, beautiful mind-blowing websites that make me wonder why am I not a marine biologist who takes her flying ship into the sky to paint sparkly whales swimming with the clouds?
Sometimes I forget that I get to be me.
This is me. The smaller 1970s version. But a lot is still the same.
Obviously blue haired dolls make me smile/feel grateful/feel as if I have a special super power. But so does writing for kids and teens. And drawing. Then there are cookies and Scottish Breakfast tea and of course my family and road trips, and taking pictures, and people who are funny.
Okay so I’m also stubborn. And prickly, especially before I have my coffee (but I’m still a morning person, just don’t try to have a conversation with me). But there are advantages to these powers. I’m sure of it.
Porcupine in a snowstorm (I added snow to this drawing due to current snowmageddon forecast)
I love feeling inspired by the world around me (including stuff on the internet), but Teddy (Mr. Roosevelt or President, if you’re feeling proper) said it best:
“Comparison is the thief of joy.”
So for the sake of blue haired dolls and cookies everywhere (and YAY joy!), it’s for the best that I get back to writing and drawing and other stuff, i.e. being me.
Do you ever forget that you get to be you? Are you a morning person?