As corny as this sounds, doing my job at work. I haven’t been on a good trip since college, esp a “dropping me in the middle of a country where I don’t speak the language but still manage to have fun”, but here’s hoping for more in the future. Traveling – last trip was to Alabama to visit my family so not sure that really counts but last trip before that was to Prescott/Sedona/Northern Arizona area which I hadn’t really explored since before I moved here to AZ so that counts. Going to Comic-con in Phx – maybe one day I can do the big one in San Diego. Nerding out/Fangirling while watching Star Wars/LOTR/Miraculous Ladybug/anything vaguely Anglophile (see my Pinterest page for more of what Nerdy/Geeky things I mean). Having intellectual conversations with cute educated guys. Talking to anyone who will listen about art and sharing my knowledge and appreciation of it – doubly so if I get to teach an art program like Art Explorers or the ones I used to do for Kids Cafe. Reading during any spare minutes I have – esp if they’re ARCs (Advanced Readers Copy so I get to read and review them before anyone else). Writing – blog posts, poetry, and Dragon Age fanfiction. Playing Dragon Age games ( Origins, Awakening, DA2, or DA: Inquisition). My son (he really makes my day brighter). I haven’t done anything like this, so I thought it might be fun to try.ĭay 1: List Ten Things That Make You Really Happy 
Tagged 17th Century, art, Bernini, Greek, Italy, micro fiction, mythology, sculpture, writing The ground closes up above my head and now there is no hope. I am calling out for my mother to help me, but it is too late. The flowers fall from my hand as I descend and are lost in the nothingness. Without a word, he drags me kicking and screaming back into the depths of the underworld with him, his fingers sinking into my nubile flesh. Suddenly my taciturn uncle Hades comes bursting out of the ground in his golden chariot driven by four sable horses. I can see a glowing pair of eyes in the darkness, looking right at me, which causes a shiver to run down my spine. Suddenly I spy a narcissus, which would be the perfect centerpiece for the flower crown I am making, when suddenly the ground opens up. I’m sitting in a field of flowers with my mother Demeter.
The Rape of Persephone – Gian Lorenzo Bernini, 1622-23 I’m going to start with one of my favorite sculptural pieces ever, which I was lucky enough to see in the Villa Borghese in Rome. I haven’t posted one of these in forever, so wanted to start it up again because I miss writing them.
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