Rebecca Peel
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Silver Lining
There was a buzz from across the room, attention-grabbing. It worked, my phone, just as designed; it grabbed my attention. On its screen, a photograph from above a trash canister with an antique royal velvet skirt atop the rest of the contents. ‘I put this here but maybe you want it.’ Slightly moth-eaten, otherwise discarded, of course I wanted it. I walked a quarter mile down to the corner where the dust meets the pavement, the perch for the refuse before it gets loaded into the truck and taken to a pile, faced with its forever fate. The bear lock came open and the velvet was folded nicely. My arms made a cradle around it and it journeyed back to the top of the hill with me, inside the walls of the makeshift studio; walls which must have the essences and oils and air of all the artists who have occupied it before, and which I willfully imagine to emanate and bestow my own work with fine particle dust of enigmatic energy as I toil away on these time-consuming tasks.
By Rebecca Peel5 years ago in Motivation
High Above Water
Moving back home after living in a densely populated metropolis wasn’t what I would describe as easy. None of it was easy, but especially re-acclimating to the emptiness, the agile and arid wind, the unending winter and the acute isolation. It wasn’t easy because I knew all the reasons I left.
By Rebecca Peel5 years ago in Lifehack
