a year of living creatively

a beautiful young artist named rosa roberts came over today with my un-birthday present, a painting of alice. we hung it on the wall in the downstairs room and everything immediately felt better. a very good un-birthday indeed.

eight months ago i quit my job running the marketing department of a movie studio to spend more time with my husband (who lives in london) and to explore other areas of my life....this has been an up and down proposition. since i walked out of my office for the last time i have spent three weeks in new england, first at a writer's workshop, then at a high school friend's house in maine, and finally, in new york city, where amongst other things, i took an evening sushi course with a former colleague (who is also a friend). in the ensuing months i have joined the board of a charity (remembering with a cringe when charlotte on 'sex and the city' claimed to have done the same thing when she quit her job), consulted on a few films (all the worst parts of my former job with none of the fun perks like free tabloids or a corner office), and knit, sewn, crocheted, beaded, attended craft fairs, haunted yarns shops, photographed interesting objects, and basically realized that