#win

and half of learning to play is learning what not to play and she's learning the spaces she leaves have their own things to say and she's trying to sing just enough so that the air around her moves and make music like mercy that gives what it is and has nothing to prove she crawls out on a limb and begins to build her home and it's enough just to look around and to know that she's not alone up up up up up up up points the spire of the steeple but god's work isn't done by god it's done by people ↗

— Ani DiFranco

#integrity #intrinsic-motivation #simons-rock #transcendence #wind

I do an awful lot of thinking and dreaming about things in the past and the future - the timelessness of the rocks and the hills - all the people who have existed there. I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape - the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn't show. ↗

— Andrew Wyeth

#history #winter #art

A tree growing out of the ground is as wonderful today as it ever was. It does not need to adopt new and startling methods. ↗

— Robert Henri

#does #ever #ground #growing #methods

in the abstract art of cooking, ingredients trump appliances, passion supersedes expertise, creativity triumphs over technique, spontaneity inspires invention, and wine makes even the worst culinary disaster taste delicious. ↗

— Bob Blumer

#culinary #wine #art

Very few cities in the NHL have the history or the following of the Detroit Red Wings. ↗

— Steve Yzerman

#detroit #few #following #history #nhl

It was amazing what an hour with her sketchpad could do for her mood. She was sure that the lines she drew with her black marker were going to save her years of worry lines in the future. ↗

— Victoria Kahler

#creativity-work #drawing #sketching #art

practice makes better ↗

— Brian Lies

#drawing #improving #practice #art

I'm here!" I said..."I'm read to go home!" As if they couldn't see me. As if I couldn't remember what it had been like, fluttering next to someone's ear and whispering into it. How the whole earth was like a musical instrument that we could play effortlessly. ...I could not fly. My sister was not there. My heart was broken. ↗

— Carolyn Turgeon

#fairy #godmother #heart #heartbreak #wings

Drawing is the art of being able to leave an accurate record of the experience of what one isn't, of what one doesn't know. A great drawer is either confirming beautifully what is commonplace or probing authoritatively the unknown. ::: Brett Whiteley ::: ↗

— Brett Whiteley

#drawing #inspirational #painting #art

America, I don't think you can change history." All the same, his expression looked hopeful. "Sure we can. Besides, who'd ever know about it but you and me? ↗

— Kiera Cass

#foreshadowing #maxon #change