I just spent a long weekend back in Austin, TX. It has been almost a year since we left Austin and moved back home to Minneapolis and it was time for a visit. I came home from this vacation both well-rested and exhausted, and reminded of something really important: Your creativity is nourished by your time spent out in the world.
I didn't really need to be in Austin to feed my head, nor am I suggesting that only vacation time counts as time spent out in the world. What I am saying is that this past weekend reminded me, in a sort of cram it down your throat kind of way that your creative spirit will wither if not properly nourished.
It was a weekend filled with friends, including a much anticipated reunion with my crafty ladies. I visited the art museum, spent two hours alone in a book store, and had some tattoo work done. I saw peacocks, read Raymond Carver stories, and I got crushed on a chihuahua named Sophie. I shot over 400 photographs, about 20 of which I will actually keep. Just a lot of regular stuff.