Bliss is the topic for Day 3 in the photography 101 course.
I toyed with the idea of a peanut butter jar but settled for a teaspoon of the luscious, silky peanut butter delight instead. It was a delicious but fleeting bliss.
If I still had my bath I would have poured in some bubbles, grabbed a book and snapped away – but I pulled out the bath a few years ago to make a blissful walk in shower with a pebble floor. I miss my bath – but only on one or two days a year and I love my shower every day.
A block of Lindt chocolate qualifies for a Bliss award on any day but I’m losing weight at the moment in anticipation of an Italian holiday where I will binge on pasta and ice cream for five solid weeks so I have no such blissful block in the house.
Instead I offer this photo of my small but well equipped studio. I feel a blissful state of possibilities whenever I walk through it’s doors. My cares and worries just fade away while knifing thick swodges of buttery paint onto a tautly stretched canvas. With every stroke of a vibrant soft Schminke pastel across a rough textured paper I peel off another layer of the day’s frustrations. There are no failures within these walls – just the joy of creating, experimenting and learning.
This space is mine – I love this space!
Lindy Whitton Studio 
Nothing like your own personal space 🙂
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Exactly!
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I love making art too!
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It’s just such a therapeutic thing to do.
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It is. I love it.
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It is good to have a place and love it 🙂
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Hope you have one too – even if it’s just a corner that’s all yours.
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I loved this! Your studio looks like a dream! And the writing is wonderful too.
5 weeks in Italy? I’m so jealous! 😛 Hope you have a wonderful time there. Have an extra scoop of gelato for me! 🙂
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Thanks for visiting! I’ll have that extra scoop!
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🙂
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And so do I. But I love what comes from your studio Lindy!
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I think a me space is so important. Even if it’s just the corner of a room. When I arrived in the US for this extended sojourn, I found myself very anxious and out of sorts which wasn’t the plan given that I was finally able to LIVE with my husband 2 and a half years after our wedding. The solution was simple – we made a space for me to work in. Bought an antique desk from a lady down the street and hey presto bongo … well – bliss!
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Exactly! A me room is a blessing.
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Your bliss would be my tummy ache!!!!! A Nett
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envious – not sure I have a me space – unless you count the whole house!
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The whole house sounds pretty good!
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