It was Thanksgiving week. We’d had our Thanksgiving dinner the Sunday prior. I figured the kids wouldn’t know the difference and the grandparents didn’t mind, so with an early Thanksgiving under our belts and freedom ahead, my husband and I set off for our first three night adventure without the kids. We were off to La…
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I was six year old when Martina, my neighbor came to drop off a book she’d written and illustrated with a few friends. Martina was in her early twenties and she had babysat me a few times. I loved the idea of knowing an author who actually lived close by and who I knew personally.
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The thought of a hot air balloon ride inspires a sense of nostalgia for a time before my time. Something about traveling slow enough to take everything in and being carried by the wind like a kite makes me feel dreamy and relaxed.
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Winters were too cold and summers were too hot so we spent a lot of time cooped up inside Barnes and Noble. I was living in Manhattan with my husband and our eldest son Adam. Adam loved books as much as I, and so Barnes and Noble was our go-to spot. It was above our local Whole Foods Market in Tribeca, so it became our routine to stop at both.
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I love listening to music when painting, driving and exercising and sometimes even while writing. I get inspired and certain feelings are triggered. When I listen to Cafe Tacvba, my favorite Mexican rock band, I’m inspired to be bold in my creativity.
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