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|Posted by Marney Schorr on June 16, 2016 at 9:15 AM||comments (3)|
This winter I had the good sense to plan a June trip to Cape Cod. Something inside told me I needed the ocean. The great wide expanse of blue and sky and sun on crashing waves. It's where I went to connect with my maker.
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|Posted by Marney Schorr on May 24, 2016 at 9:00 AM||comments (0)|
There are going to be times when people hurt us. There are going to be times when we feel slapped in the face, even by those closest to us. And we will have to contend with our emotional responses.
Yesterday was one of those days.
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|Posted by Marney Schorr on February 29, 2016 at 7:45 AM||comments (1)|
I am so grateful to have an art studio in the Berkshires. I have found my spot here in Pittsfield to be more of a home than I could have imagined. Just showing up and responding to inquiries from the community - this somehow has transformed what I do. I think I may have to add Community Arts Organizer to my resume now. I simply sit and make art with people ...Read Full Post »
|Posted by Marney Schorr on March 26, 2015 at 1:10 PM||comments (1)|
Empty winter. Long dreary days. Hour by hour little comes. Days go by. I have felt alone. Preparing for something outside the dread of stillness. It has been hard to get comfortable with myself. Hard to get comfortable with these stone like mounds of snow. Walls, really, blocking me. Blocking connection, blocking good times shared with friends.
I have always embraced the winter, but this one felt cruel. I have loved and lost. I have been...Read Full Post »
|Posted by Marney Schorr on August 26, 2014 at 10:20 AM||comments (4)|
Transitions are overwhelming for us. Moving. Back to school. Weather changing, patches of leaves turning color here and there. September rises quickly. The radio and the news are not so easy to listen to. And maybe Facebook becomes a respite from what's going on in the world.
Can we allow ourselves to be bombarded with good news and positi...Read Full Post »
|Posted by Marney Schorr on August 2, 2014 at 1:40 PM||comments (2)|
It was a contented evening last night at First Friday's Artswalk in my new studio at NU Arts. I am thankful for the visitors and support and especially for the people who have taken an interest without agenda - just pure wonder and curiosity. WOW. That just fills my soul and centers me in conversation with others as I meet and greet the world looking out my Pittsfield window.Read Full Post »
|Posted by Marney Schorr on July 23, 2014 at 7:50 AM||comments (4)|
Not fun when you spill coffee on your digital camera. But I managed to shoot this one before the demise of my equipment. I am not a techie or a smartphone kinda girl. I am missing my camera but it doesn't stop me from taking mental snapshots...Read Full Post »
|Posted by Marney Schorr on July 19, 2014 at 9:00 AM||comments (0)|
This morning I am getting ready to eat french toast. The cinnamon and butter waft from my friend's stove in the next room over. I am in my pajamas on the couch beside a 90 lb pitbull giving me his cutest puppy dog eyes and pushing his way heavier against my legs. After a few restless nights, I am at peace. I am feeling abundance. I have called in a lifeline.
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|Posted by Marney Schorr on July 17, 2014 at 1:35 AM||comments (0)|
I am reading Peter Vermeulen's 'Autistic Thinking - This is the Title' which is giving me a plain insight that I have craved working with youngsters with autism.
I feel compelled to share about it all this evening.
I am not on the autistic spectrum and yet I relate in many respects. I genuinely get confused by the game of language I hear every day. I just don't get people alot of times.... Read Full Post »
|Posted by Marney Schorr on July 11, 2014 at 8:50 PM||comments (1)|
Years ago I taught my six year old niece that artists are not afraid to 'get their hands dirty'. She went on to tell all her friends and really enjoyed digging into paints. Some play teacher, some play doctor. She played 'artist'.
I would help her put her long thick brown hair in a bun and double tie the strings on her smock. That was all she needed to get started, well that, pink paint and some sparkles. She loved running over to me when...Read Full Post »