Constantly Seeking Inspiration

The letters are in bold type.

If it can be written, or thought, it can be filmed.

Stanley Kubrick

File Under: (see image)

File Under:
1.     color pencils, white paper, inner child
2.     coffee and journals
3.     outdoors
4.     You can Quote Me on This
5.     No rhyme or reason
6.     Just felt like coloring
7.     Was downloading songs and thought I would scan an image
8.     Crushing on my new Character
9.     Can't wait to come to an end
10.    Begin my first rewrite

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Saturday Morning HAHA

I am risking my rep. and sharing these videos. Seriously, how freaking ADORABLE is Keyboard Cat Fatso? I am almost tempted inspired to direct my cat Goldie in an upcoming video. Almost.

Links:
Keyboard Cat Fatso
True Internet Story: Keyboard Cat

Ear Candy: Live Long

Kind of folksy with just enough whisper. Enjoy.
xoxo
Farida

Photo by Farida

Summer child that sits by the water,
weaving sunlight threads in his hands.
The golden river that day a shelter,
a stream where he could make pebbles dance.
You looked around you,
nobody had taken,
any notice of what you saw:
Against the evening sky a formation,
a million black birds looking like one.
Live long, save ten years to remember,
live long, hold it in front of your eyes once more

-Kings of Convenience


Listen HERE.

Previous Ear Candy posts can be found here:
 http://www.faridarafique.com/splash/music/

What Moves You? : A page from a Mermaid's Diary

Dear Diary,
Today was a day filled with so many stories.
My mind is milling around with stories of real people and unbelievable circumstances. The stories are filled with fictional characters living real harsh moments. For me finding the shimmer in the collection of self-destructive decaying spirits seems to be an extravagant notion. The days of their lives not only test them but the Writer also. They test your faith, your existence, and your future. They do not explain; they reveal, they tell.
Do I share these stories?
The ink inside me affirms, "Yes, share those unnamed harsh moments. Share, those last minute miracles. Add to them your own ending."
The optimist in me knows the power of the written word has the incredible ability to foretell the possibility of reason.
A Writer merely is a messenger of thoughts and truths; A Reader, a Gatherer, and an Interpreter. Each one uses the truths towards their own advantage and utility.
What do I learn from their stories? Why do I keep turning the pages?
I am going to dwell a little longer on this thought.
I am going to gather more stories; come to better conclusions.
To be continued.

Still Continuing on the Path of Inspiration,
-Farida Rafique

Are we there yet?

Have you reached your goals? How far are you from achieving your '09 Resolutions? This post is your nagging friend, the doting Mom, the obsessive compulsive neurotic reminder that half of 2009 has passed. It's still not too late to get going on your Resolutions. You can still reach the finish line. So what if you have to sprint; you know life has built your endurance. Go for it.

FOR REAL; Rededicate yourself today. Commit to your goal today. It's not too late. I promise.

For those of you who live in a resolution free world. Rejoice. It's summer! Relax. Take some time to sun and smile the whole year through. :)

I've got a date with life. :)

Sharpie on Paper

"Sharpie on Paper." What is my medium? I found myself doodling today. I have a cherished collection of inks, sharpies, graphic pens and pencils. I am a total novice, an amateur doodler, a die hard sharpie lover. When I experience a creative block in my writing; there are usually two things I do: 1. free write  and 2. draw. [the complete list much later; need content for the future. ;)]
I don't have any agenda or idea of what I am going to do. I let my subconscious guide me and let my emotions flow. Sometimes it's just plain mind dribble, other times a telling stream of consciousness. The same is with drawing. I feel so alive just letting my marker go crazy on bright white drawing paper. I love movement. I love harmony. Movement and Harmony, friends in writing too. Every scene needs to lead and work in harmony with the next scene. Such are drawings that move in harmony. Lines paired with curves. Sharp triangles dancing with organic fertile leaves.  I used to draw all the time. Nothing too fancy; no formal training here. My moleskin notebooks and numerous journals consist of nothing more than patterns, designs, and words. An occasional cartoon too can be found. I wonder if all that was a good thing? Was I experiencing more creative blocks then? Hmm, something to revisit and ponder at a later time. Be still my hippie heart-all the hearts one can chuck up.

xoxo
Farida

Sharpie on Paper

Scanned.
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