New look for motivation and inspiration.

Well, I am not an everyday user of my website. So with the many changes just to type a posting, feels like hiking the Himalayas. Even though I respect and appreciate each one of you, most of my time goes to aerobics, Zumba, painting, doing laundry and peeling and chopping fruits and vegetables. It’s high maintenance when you get to be at this stage in life.

Forgot, writing my murder mystery novel. Yes, siestas too are part of keeping up of my being so smart. I skipped the modesty share in my DNA. No one is perfect. It would be too boring.

Doing laundry by hand is also part of my discipline. Watching lots of videos on YouTube about discipline. I am totally unsupervised, so sometimes I get out of control.

Minis are making a comeback in my closet. Also hemming ones that are not, to make them shorter. It’s getting really steamy here in the Florida Peninsula.

My forever faithful readers, have a lovely Easter weekend and may we continue to be strong, resilient and so ever beautiful.

Act like a Writer…

Florida cloudy day perfect for Writing…

Reading a book titled “You are a Writer” so start acting like one. How do writers act? Je ne sais pas. Do you have any idea? Send me a picture if you do, so I can figure this thing out and become a serious writer.

One of the things it suggests is to be on social media. Oopsie, I deleted my accounts from those control freak communists. They started censoring me with threats. What am I? Chopped liver? I already lived under a dictatorship, and if I am still correct, this is a free country. First Amendment of our Constitution.

I am going to be an old fashioned writer such as Jane Austen or Hemingway. No freaking communist social media then, no freaking communist social media for me now.

Life is so good when you have a rebellious free spirit and in my seventies, if I cannot say what I want, when then?

So happily I go to write about the sound of the raindrops on my sunroom roof.

It’s another magnificent cloudy day in Paradise. Florida.

It’s not as easy as I thought writing a novel…

One hour. Getting familiar with a new format on WordPress. Have not posted since last February, so now I am paying the price for not keeping up with changes.

Well, the real issue here is my new found realization that writing a novel is not for people like me that think that anything is doable and fast. No, no!

I just found out that characters are real people with real issues. It’s not just saying she was gorgeous and he was so handsome. No…I have to give all these people some issues in their lives. You know, such as traumas, fears, complexes, it’s like being a shrink to determine what issues I am going to allocate to whom.

What the heck! I was not looking for problems when I decided to write a novel. I was thinking this was going to be a nice little romance story with a dead body somewhere tucked into a paragraph. Not so fast, the muses and the experts tell me.

I don’t know. The problem is that when I tell myself I am going to do something, I just need to do it to have some self-respect. I am re-thinking this self-respect issue now.

At least I have a title and 4 or so characters. Romance running wild in my imagination, so there’s no problem. Problems. For the characters. This is wearing me out.

Wanna bet? I am going to find problems galore for all these people running wild in my mind. Publication date? Only God knows. I can only take so many problems. Personal and now for the characters too.

God have mercy on me and my writing issues.

So it was today, September 16, 2020. Oh yes, 2020. A year to be remembered.

Still turning heads…

25B6815B-3EB2-492A-AF87-E694AF49AD35Yes, believe it or not I still got it! Whatever “it” is. I know it makes you feel walking on the clouds and keeps a smile on your face every time you think about it.

Allow to explain…yesterday during my Sunday walk, I always go by some tennis courts and there are lot of players doing their thing.  When I was passing by this particular court, there were (I am laughing right now just thinking about it), four guys playing and the turn for one of the 40-something guys came up for him to serve.  But he just kept looking at me while I was passing by until the other players shouted “hey, we are here waiting for you.”

What a heavenly moment!  I could be his mother or if I push it, maybe his grandmother.  I shifted my walk.  Straighten out my posture, and felt on top of planet Earth.  Man, I still got it, I thought.  Those are the moments when all the planets and universes align to bring you to that place of indescribable contentment, joyful,  and fun moment.

Maybe it was the tight black t-shirt with the white shorts, baseball cap and Ray Ban sunglasses.  A moment to remember me by.

I truly hope each one of you have this kind of moment in your lives soon.  It makes you feel un je ne sais quoi. Comprende vous?

Feeling fantabulous! Ahhh, life is super!

 

My camera hiding from me…

This is where my camera has been hiding from me. In the linen closet. It is afraid I may dump her into a pond with a floating Christmas tree still moving with twinkling little lights. Yep, in Florida we like to watch our floating Christmas trees until end of January.

Now to the real issues here. I am a portraiture photographer wannabe. Have a teddy bear as a model, and don’t have the foggiest idea how to access my digital menu. Watching this guy on YouTube that speaks 1000 words a minute. At least I learned from a sarcastic comment how to put him on slow motion. Even from sarcasm you learn something.

I want the people I take photo shoots from to look fantastic and fabulous. How’s that’s going to be accomplished, I simply don’t know yet.

I need guidance, direction and patience from my friend from above. Thank you God! I know one of these days I will laugh about these moments, but in the meantime, I am having an extra piece of plantain for dinner. Stressful moments right now, and I don’t eat cake. I don’t have any at home. That’s why.

So long my faithful readers and I’ll keep you posted.

Hugs, Abrazos.

A photographer of iconic images…yes, I am! Renaissance Woman strikes again!

Well, I am back!  2020 here we go, like 2019, there we went.  Where are we going in 2020?  I don’t know, but I know I am going to like it.  That’s how I survive, looking at the good and exciting part of everything and everyone that touches my life.  Even though, sometimes, setting boundaries is one of the best things you can do with some elements that come into your life and think that you are their walking carpet.

So excited to share this piece of news for this new decade.  I decided I am going to become a professional photographer.  Why?  Because I love to take images that tell a story, or I can make one up.  I like to make people look their best.  I want to make their iconic images a real thing.

Sometimes we as humans have some images or fantasies in our mind of how we are or would like to be.  I know for myself, I love the image Tina Turner portrays.  That forever young, active and her “I don’t give a dime about what you think of me” attitude.  Or at least that’s how I perceive it to be.

Another person I am emulating is Ralph Lauren.  I watched a documentary on HBO called Very Ralph.  I so love it!  He, Lauren, is such a dedicated, passionate and demanding person of his brand and his products.  He is the portrait of a classic image, at least for me.  He is so sexy too.

So here you have it, my aspirations for this new decade.  A tall order, but doable and as Marie Forleo’s mom would say, it’s figureoutable.  I think I have it right.

Yes, I will continue with my abstract minimalist paintings too.  As a matter of fact, I have a sketch of the next one.  Excited about that one too.

Life is a highway of exciting, challenging, lovely and the not so lovely things, but it is what we make of it.  No excuses.

Happy Decade to you!  May your illusions and aspirations come true or close to it.

Hugs, Abrazos,

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