Ohhhhh you. know. me. And I want one o’these! I parked next to this car with a propeller-helmeted, gold-chain-wearin’, Peppa-Pig lovin’ rubber ducky stuck to it’s side view mirror. #FileUnder #SQUEEEeeeeeee & #musthave 🦆
And!! The illustrations on the inside ❤️
It’s time to start a new journal. Sorted through my copious collection o’blank books...and we have a winner! Day of the Dead motif. Bonus: matching. pencils. #FileUnder #SQUEEEeeeeee
You know me...I’m totally trying to boop Dexter’s tongue 🐶
File Under: fun find in the neighborhood. It’s a funicular! Ohhh you know me. If I lived in a house with a funicular I’d find a reason to use it 10 times a day! 😎
You know me. I love a fun hat. #FileUnder #fancyhat
#FileUnder: today’s the day I plant that herb garden I’ve been thinking about all summer.
Woke up this morning & decided today’s the day. I’m gonna use the good china. #TGIM
I’m eleven years old today! says @dextersmilesalot Now give. me. that. cookie!
This week’s artists date: The Getty Center
Look who has her new website up! 👉🏼this gal 👧🏼👈🏼. Link in bio
#FileUnder #lifeinlosangeles when production parks the honey wagon in front o’ your house 🏡
You know me. I love a fun sign. #artistsdate #literally
Knitters! We have a problem...Anyone else feel my knittin’ needle conundrum? #whattamess
Posted @withrepost • @elizabeth_gilbert_writer OK, this is my favorite picture from this entire book tour. This is a photograph of my response tonight, in London, when the moderator asked me how I feel about the romanticized idea that one must suffer in order to be creative. Just to be clear: the double fisted middle fingers that I spontaneously tossed into the air were not directed at the person asking the question. (She was lovely.) The middle fingers were directed at the IDEA that suffering and creativity are naturally linked. I’m so DONE with this idea. I’m so BORED by this tired old, played-out, life-destroying murderer of an idea (invented by pretentious, miserable Germanic, Calvinist, pain-loving men in the 19th century, by the way) that misery is the price you must pay in order to be an artist. It’s fucking bullshit. How did those guys take the most beautiful gift of humanity (imagination! a love of beauty!) and turn it into a death cult? Because they were grim, pleasure-fearing, scarcity-worshipping baby tyrants, that’s how — bless their dumb hearts. They were wrong. How many lives has this idea taken? How much Joy has this idea robbed? Truth is: Creativity is literally generative. It is literally healing. It is literally life-affirming. Creativity is literally a small scale, human-sized reproduction of the miracle of Creation itself. It is Gaia. It is renewal. It is the life force and the beauty urge. It is resurrection. It is grace. Creativity is how we connect, and how we delight ourselves, and how we process pain — not how we make our lives into an altar to misery. Creativity is play. It is not always easy, but that’s part of the wild adventure. Creativity is a gift from the divine that connects us to the source of all existence itself. It is holy. It is female. It is beautiful. Fuck those grim old men, and the thin-lipped, cold-hearted, distrustful, competitive, never-satisfied, never-grateful legacy they left behind. Go reclaim the natural gift of art. Go make something in this world— just for fun, for light, for grace, for sharing, for teaching, for loving. Yeah. That’s what’s what. I LOVE YOU. (And thank you, dear @tramanh2013, for the photo!)
Posted @withrepost • @edgestudiovo .@thejennsims teaches a script throughlines webinar class TONIGHT as part of our #summerwebinarseries at 8:30 PM ET! Bring the story to life and get your last minute registrations here! https://bit.ly/2QeE83M #edgestudiovo #alwaysbeastudent
The view today. #tgim Let’s do this.
#FileUnder #collections You know me. I collect match books. And the occasional lighter.