Inspiration in Silence Gets Loud
This weekend is a long weekend and I feel like the luckiest girl in the world. I have jam packed and cram packed the last couple of days with so much goodness I think my creative juices are about to overflow and erupt all over the place - which is a good thing! I have learnt through this course I have been doing called "The Artists Way", that I need input to create output and this weekend has been filled with it.
I had Friday off work so I started off the day with a trip to the gym and did a short weights session but managed to cane my triceps and lats (luvly!). Then I had to drop my car off to a mechanic in a suburb called Newmarket which has a shopping strip similar to Chapel St but nowhere near the same. It's a long story but basically AA (equivalent of RACV) stuffed up my bolts on my wheels last time they changed my tyre so they agreed to replace the bolts for nothing and I had to take it to this particular mechanic. Anyways, it was about 10am and so I dropped off the car and found a little cafe called Mecca which looked a lot nicer than it was (the coffee and the caramel and walnut slice I had was pretty ikky). I ended up reading the paper and then reading through all this information on a PostGrad course I am looking into in Arts Therapy. I also read a whole bunch of essays someone gave me on arts therapy and I am 100% inspired to go ahead and do it next year. I need to apply before October so it gives me a bit of time and I think it will be perfect for me as in it will combine my creative talent and passion with my passion for working with people and I can look at eventually running workshops and Community Arts Access projects and even one on one therapy, group therapy and hopefully take it into a corporate arena as well. After I finished my ikky food and fluid and finished reading everything and getting extremely inspired and motivated, I went for a walk in search of THE ultimate pair of boots for winter which have somehoe eluded me so far. Drum roll....after months of searching, I found a perfect pair or 4 and decided I would need to return with a second opinion (which I did, the following day with Dave and bought the black chunky wrinkly gorgeous HOT boots). I went and picked up my car then headed home. Dave was home from work so we had some lunch together and then had a little nap and caught a bus into the city to the ferry buildings and got a ferry across to the North Shore, to Devonport. There was no rain so we sat at the front up the top outside and snuggled up while the wind whipped past us and the engine churned beneath us. We wandered around the sleepy little village that is Devonport looking in bookshops and galleries and generally soaking up the vibe and trying to waste a bit of time as we wanted to surprise Dave's mum and her sisters who meet at a cafe tehre every Friday to catch up. They always meet at 4pm. We got to Ziganos (the cafe they meet at) at 4:15 and there was noone there! We rang Pat (Dave's mum) and because one of the sisters was away, this was the only week they hadn't met! We went to a cafe and got a coffee and some garlic pizza with olive and sundried tomato tapenade (YUM!) then caught the ferry back and got a bus home. Madea medittereanean chicken dish for dinner (YUM! again) then went into the city to see some comedy as it is the Comedy Festival over here at the moment. We saw a Scottish woman who was hilarious by the name of Janey Godley doing a show called Good Godley. The hour went really fast and it was all based on her life growing up (she's written a book about it as well). She was involved with gangs (through her husband's family) and somehow managed to make child abuse funny...it sounds sick but it wasn't - it was just really well done and very personal. We loved it. Saturday we got up early and went to Piha surfbeach. We met B and Doro (2 of my mates) there cos they're learning to surf too. The waves were perfect for beginner's and Dave went out back and caught some good ones too. I stood up nearly kind of heaps of times but still got lots of bruises and fell off a lot. I can crouch easily but standing is a whole other matter! I had a ball and it was great to have some chics to surf with. They gave me some tips that someone else gave them. Their tips will help me to never become the dreaded knee-boarder - which it seemed like I was beginning to be destined to become! ANyways, Dave and I went to the supermarket on the way home and ran into his brother and nephew and then came home and made some lunch. Then, I think it was nap time again and then we went and got my boots and hung out together in Newmarket for a hile etaing Sushi and drinking McDonald's thickshakes!! We caught up with some friends for dinner and then watched an awesome movie called Everything IS Illuminated - it was quite quirky and interesting and lots of nice camera shots and I really recommend it.
I worked on Sunday at the detox and went out for dinner to Burger Fuel last night.
Today is my day off too cos it's Queen's Birthday and we have just cleaned the house, Dave's off flying and I'm catching up on communications with all you loved ones and then hopefully gonna do some writing or finish off my painting....
Sending my love...
I had Friday off work so I started off the day with a trip to the gym and did a short weights session but managed to cane my triceps and lats (luvly!). Then I had to drop my car off to a mechanic in a suburb called Newmarket which has a shopping strip similar to Chapel St but nowhere near the same. It's a long story but basically AA (equivalent of RACV) stuffed up my bolts on my wheels last time they changed my tyre so they agreed to replace the bolts for nothing and I had to take it to this particular mechanic. Anyways, it was about 10am and so I dropped off the car and found a little cafe called Mecca which looked a lot nicer than it was (the coffee and the caramel and walnut slice I had was pretty ikky). I ended up reading the paper and then reading through all this information on a PostGrad course I am looking into in Arts Therapy. I also read a whole bunch of essays someone gave me on arts therapy and I am 100% inspired to go ahead and do it next year. I need to apply before October so it gives me a bit of time and I think it will be perfect for me as in it will combine my creative talent and passion with my passion for working with people and I can look at eventually running workshops and Community Arts Access projects and even one on one therapy, group therapy and hopefully take it into a corporate arena as well. After I finished my ikky food and fluid and finished reading everything and getting extremely inspired and motivated, I went for a walk in search of THE ultimate pair of boots for winter which have somehoe eluded me so far. Drum roll....after months of searching, I found a perfect pair or 4 and decided I would need to return with a second opinion (which I did, the following day with Dave and bought the black chunky wrinkly gorgeous HOT boots). I went and picked up my car then headed home. Dave was home from work so we had some lunch together and then had a little nap and caught a bus into the city to the ferry buildings and got a ferry across to the North Shore, to Devonport. There was no rain so we sat at the front up the top outside and snuggled up while the wind whipped past us and the engine churned beneath us. We wandered around the sleepy little village that is Devonport looking in bookshops and galleries and generally soaking up the vibe and trying to waste a bit of time as we wanted to surprise Dave's mum and her sisters who meet at a cafe tehre every Friday to catch up. They always meet at 4pm. We got to Ziganos (the cafe they meet at) at 4:15 and there was noone there! We rang Pat (Dave's mum) and because one of the sisters was away, this was the only week they hadn't met! We went to a cafe and got a coffee and some garlic pizza with olive and sundried tomato tapenade (YUM!) then caught the ferry back and got a bus home. Madea medittereanean chicken dish for dinner (YUM! again) then went into the city to see some comedy as it is the Comedy Festival over here at the moment. We saw a Scottish woman who was hilarious by the name of Janey Godley doing a show called Good Godley. The hour went really fast and it was all based on her life growing up (she's written a book about it as well). She was involved with gangs (through her husband's family) and somehow managed to make child abuse funny...it sounds sick but it wasn't - it was just really well done and very personal. We loved it. Saturday we got up early and went to Piha surfbeach. We met B and Doro (2 of my mates) there cos they're learning to surf too. The waves were perfect for beginner's and Dave went out back and caught some good ones too. I stood up nearly kind of heaps of times but still got lots of bruises and fell off a lot. I can crouch easily but standing is a whole other matter! I had a ball and it was great to have some chics to surf with. They gave me some tips that someone else gave them. Their tips will help me to never become the dreaded knee-boarder - which it seemed like I was beginning to be destined to become! ANyways, Dave and I went to the supermarket on the way home and ran into his brother and nephew and then came home and made some lunch. Then, I think it was nap time again and then we went and got my boots and hung out together in Newmarket for a hile etaing Sushi and drinking McDonald's thickshakes!! We caught up with some friends for dinner and then watched an awesome movie called Everything IS Illuminated - it was quite quirky and interesting and lots of nice camera shots and I really recommend it.
I worked on Sunday at the detox and went out for dinner to Burger Fuel last night.
Today is my day off too cos it's Queen's Birthday and we have just cleaned the house, Dave's off flying and I'm catching up on communications with all you loved ones and then hopefully gonna do some writing or finish off my painting....
Sending my love...
posted by Chinese Gooseberry @ 11:33 am
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