The arts!

10 years ago I was living a dream!  I was so full of passion for life.  I wrote in my journal each day about the exquisite happiness I felt while living in Paris and being surrounded by the art world that impassioned me.  I was so young and free from responsibility.  Seeing Leonardo Da Vinci's Virgin on the Rocks in person made me teary eyed.  Each week I would sit and stare at the Nike of Samothrace in all her grandeur.   On a weekend trip to London we went to Broadway and saw The Lion King and The Phantom of the Opera.  I lived for those moments.  They seemed to awaken something deep inside me.  Those things made me happy and full of life.

The years went by, now my sister who is 10 years younger than me  is experiencing the life I once lived.   I hear her excitement as she talks about the art she has seen, the places she's been.  I wondered how I ever felt that way.  I have even heard myself say that my kids have sucked that sort of life out of me.  Nothing has seemed to stir up passion inside me until last night . . . The Lion King!  I felt young and alive again as the theatrical arts and the live music enveloped me.  I found myself being sucked into the songs where the singer sang with such power, I was captivated once again.  What thrills me is that I don't feel like a sleep walking mommy anymore.  I felt that sparkle enough to know it's not completely gone.  I just need to make our next adventure happen.  Maybe me and my girls can leave the house today and do something fun!  Our goodnight story will be about art tonight.  Now I must go put on my makeup.  I'm feeling like gold and purple inspired by the makeup from The Lion King.

Thoughts. . .

I've been so lazy lately!  But don't worry, even on lazy days I do my makeup!  Today as I was doing winged liquid eye liner my 1 year old kept grabbing my legs to get my attention.  That's not the thing you want when you are trying to be precise.  But I distracted her with some dried blueberries.  Food is always an easy distraction.  I liked winged eyeliner.  it's so pretty!  I like pretty things.  

My 3 year old yesterday asked me if she can have her own makeup when she grows up- of course she can!  She has been bringing me nail polish and remover each morning to repaint her nails.  She's very specific too : put pink on these ones and blue on these ones and a little heart on my toes.  Even with all her drama, I'm so glad she's a girly girl! 

My hubby's work is trying to make it possible for us to move to Japan for 5 months.  I hope it works out- we'll see, I never count on his work to come through for us.  Nevertheless, I was thinking about how hard it would be to pack my makeup.  5 months without each item would be retched- of course it's do-able, but still.  I started thinking about the Tokyo girls fun bright makeup.  How inspiring that could be!  I could be a little geisha.

Anyway- I'm pathetic these days.  Maybe one day I'll get my act together and make a how to makeup video.  I have an HD video camera now- I don't know how to use it, but I have one.