Posts Tagged“inspiration”

Cover Art from the 50th Anniversary Edition of "To Kill A Mockingbird" by Sarah J Coleman/Grand Central Publishing, used with permission

When I was little, I remember vividly when E.B. White died. I brought a newspaper article about his death to school to show my teacher, half-expecting we would talk about it as a class or have a moment of mourning. Then and now, authors who have touched my soul reside in a special place in my story-loving heart. One of these is the reclusive Harper Lee, author of To Kill A Mockingbird, a novel that I read as a soft and impressionable but mature ten year old. It’s hard to capture in words all that this story meant to me.…

16th Avenue Tiled Steps in San Francisco, photo by Heidi M. Kim

On a recent trip to San Francisco a good friend took me to see these beautiful tiled steps high above the city at 16th Avenue & Moraga Street. It happen to coincide with a time when I was feeling particularly dispirited about our society and what seemed to be a lack of kindness and caring. Perhaps tainted by politics and media, I felt an emptiness from the tearing down and destruction and rifts I was seeing and feeling in the world around me. So on a clear and cold day, we went to these unassuming steps that rose high above…

Art by Simon Kabab, used with permission

A few weeks ago, I woke up to the news that actor Alan Rickman had passed away. Like many Harry Potter fans, I had admired the way that he had brought the character of Snape to life in the movies. In my opinion, he truly did justice and even enhanced the character written by Jo Rowling. When I was a young avid reader (now I’m an old avid reader), there would be moments when in the course of the story unfolding, a character would say one line or the author would share one sentence or weave in one beat that…

Löwendenkmal in Luzern, Switzerland, photo by Heidi M. Kim

While traipsing through Switzerland, in the beautiful town of Lucerne (Luzern), I found myself staring at the Löwendenkmal sculpture. Some call it the Lion of Lucerne. Designed by Danish sculptor Bertel Thorvaldsen and carved by Lukas Ahorn in 1821, the dying lion is a tribute to Swiss guards massacred during the French Revolution in 1792. The sculpture is carved in the side of a mountain, a rock face with trees above it and water below. (Of course the writer in me also thought of Aslan from The Chronicles of Narnia.) Without knowing any of the history behind the sculpture, I…

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"It is not gray areas that are interesting, but darkness shot through with light, light reflected into the corners that nobody has seen before."

- Martine Leavitt

On Darkness

Eric Carle illustrations on fabric by Andover Fabrics

  Sometimes when I feel my life careening off the road because of things I can’t control I have a visceral need to make something with my hands. Whatever it is doesn’t have to be perfect, but seeing it comes to life between my fingers fuels something inside of me. These creative projects are especially helpful when I can’t do anything about the speed bumps in life like illness or fate – or even when I’m just stuck inside my head with my story. On such a night, the insomniac that lives inside me found this fabric on Etsy featuring Eric Carle’s…

Sculpture by Yutaka Sone (Photo by Heidi M. Kim)

  Priceless /ˈprīsləs/ So precious that its value cannot be determined: priceless works of art (Oxford Dictionaries)   When I was learning new words, one of the ones I stumbled on was priceless. To me, it seemed like one of those words that sounded like it meant the opposite of what it really means. I thought it meant ‘not worth anything’. These days when I hear the word priceless, my ears expect it to be followed by art. On a recent trip to New York City, I was walking along the High Line. The park was coming to life as the City seemed to turn the page of winter…

"The purpose of our lives is to give birth to the best that is within us."

- Marianne Williamson

For Everyone on Mother’s Day

  “It always amazes me to look at the little, wrinkled brown seeds and think of the rainbows in ’em,” said Captain Jim. “When I ponder on them seeds I don’t find it nowise hard to believe that we’ve got souls that’ll live in other worlds. You couldn’t hardly believe there was life in them tiny things, some no bigger than grains of dust, let alone color and scent, if you hadn’t seen that miracle, could you?” – Anne’s House of Dreams by L.M. Montgomery   April is a time of planting, a time of anticipation for spring. With April comes…