Inspired by Fat Red Ant, who was inspired by Dan Waber, I am taking up the challenge to write about 365 memorable people whose paths have crossed mine. The form is 44 words, in honor of the number of years spent running into them.
Monday, January 15, 2007
349/365 Daniela
She’s from Brescia, not far from Sergio. She’s the beautiful Italian woman down the street. She’s the ceramicist, mosaicist, artist, mother. When I use a bowl she made, I feel a rush of happiness that this art exists in this world, in this moment.
If I had Money, I'd collect art--not famous stuff, but stuff from friends and acquaintances, good and glorious pieces from struggling artists, things that make me draw in my breath when I see them.
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If I had Money, I'd collect art--not famous stuff, but stuff from friends and acquaintances, good and glorious pieces from struggling artists, things that make me draw in my breath when I see them.
There's nothing nicer than knowing who made something precious ... or is it that which makes it precious in the first place?
And how great that you're actually using it, instead of worrying that it might get broken.
Most of the art I have has a personal connection for me. I'm definitely guilty of wanting beautiful things from people I know!
I felt a rush of happiness reading this post.
There is nothing more gratifying for an artist than to have his/her work loved and used.
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