On friendship, bad hair days, and the photographs we forget to take. Well, I'm here to tell you, just take the damn picture! This morning...
Take the Damn Picture
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Courting the Muse
AKA Confessions of a Recovering Realist
Noticing: People
It was a Saturday afternoon, late, when I had the sudden need for a tabletop tripod for the iPhone. There was only one place in town that...
Noticing Clouds
I’m standing on the deck nursing a 20-ounce mug of tea, noticing the clouds overhead. They’re fat and fluffy. Storybook clouds gently...
From Digital Sketchbook to Best Selling Print
My digital sketchbook is full of experiments, abandoned ideas and things I was excited about once upon a time. I was going through my iPad...
Noticing: When the Problems are First World
Coming up with a weekly blog topic ain’t always easy. Now that’s a first-world problem if I ever heard one. It’s not like I have a...
I’m Opening an Etsy Shop
I’m opening an Etsy shop. Because everyone knows an Etsy shop is the sure-fire way to get the $300 million I dreamed I had last week....
Living in Layers: When the Past Shows Through
Old friends came to visit this weekend. Not old as in old. Although none of us is in danger of getting carded anymore. Old as in they were...
Permission
I gave myself permission not to write a blog post today. Not to sweat bullets trying to please Google and its SEO gods. Not to stare at a...
Taking Care of Business
Part 1: Techno Hell It's all about taking care of business. I basked in the afterglow of Open Studios for less than a day before the biz...
Putting Down Roots
I’m writing this post while sitting on the deck of my new studio. A few months ago, this was little more than a dream. And now I’m sitting...
Susan Lobb Porter
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Take the Damn Picture
Noticing: People
A quick trip to the store turned into an unexpected adventure in noticing people. A frazzled mother, two young sweethearts, and a pair of old men reminded me that everyone has a story. Even if I have to make it up.
Noticing Clouds
A fuzzy white dog, a five-year-old’s idea of heaven, and a lifetime of looking up, down, and everywhere in between. Maybe my practice of noticing started much earlier than I thought.
From Digital Sketchbook to Best Selling Print
An abandoned painting, a digital sketchbook, and a second look. How a forgotten work in progress became The Wedding Party—and one of my best-selling prints.
Noticing: When the Problems are First World
