I regularly collect articles. So much that some of the articles, pictures, and videos I’ve just kept over the years and not even reviewed. Pinterest is my number one site to collect articles. I have too many boards and pins, but they are influential in art, writing, fashion, and cooking. I can’t imagine being an artist or writer and not having Pinterest as a resource to look at others work in the same field, tools and techniques. A writer can use a board to depict their character’s interests and even keep that as a separate board. Sort by genre or a type of character like a villain, articles, pictures and so on. So, most important you can categorize. Pocket is where you might sort out articles to read later much like Pinterest because things can be depicted like a board. You can also view by tag. You can filter the type of media you want to see – for example if you want to see a video only. I’m only just now getting to understand how it works. Instapaper is really good because you can categorize by adding folders. I like to steal categories from a publication. Stuff to play with and to grow around. Sites like these are found by doing a search with that “Sites like….” and there ya go.
One of my most vivid memories from high school involves a pottery class I took during my senior year. While I was sitting there mashing clay around the table trying my best to sculpt something that resembled a bowl, some of my classmates were practically recreating Michelangelo’s “David.”
There seemed to be a chasm in the quality of art being created. Some projects would be showcased proudly on a shelf at home while others would be hidden behind picture frames and encyclopedia volumes. I was in the latter group. Whatever gene was responsible for creativity, I didn’t have it.
Fast forward several years, I decided to give blogging a try. To my amazement, I was decent at stringing words together. After many early mornings of practice, I was even able to sell a few pieces of writing. Despite my lack of ingenuity in art class, I was able to grow some semblance of a creative muscle.
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For some reason, we’ve been reading a lot of memoirs this year. We’ve seen good, bad, and ugly, but by far our favorite so far is John Waters’ Role Models. The book introduces us to a new Pope of Trash, a man who is undeniably fond of the extreme and shocking but also has a genuine and keen appreciation for true beauty, Hollywood glamor, and great literature. Waters’ series of essays amounts to a surprisingly open and sincere self-portrait, rendered through explorations of the cultural icons — from squeaky-clean Johnny Mathis to Cy Twombly to Manson girl Leslie van Houten to “outsider porn” directors — who have helped to shape his personality, taste, and work.
What we found most touching about Role Models is the wisdom Waters imparts throughout the book. Like the eccentric uncle we never had, he waxes profound about how to be a happy, functional freak…
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