Been playing with these new pens I got for my birthday, hepped to courtesy of Joseph Lambert and his always wonderful sketchbook. Inspired from one of the poems that may or may not be in my upcoming book, so we’ll see if a picture something like this one finds it’s way into the book or not as well.
Birthday morning with Hergé, coffee, & a chocolate croissant. Easy Tiger. #vscocam
I think you should learn, of course, and some days you must learn a great deal. But you should also have days when you allow what is already in you to swell up inside of you until it touches everything. And you can feel it inside of you. If you never take time out to let that happen, then you accumulate facts, and they begin to rattle around inside of you. You can make noise with them, but never really feel anything with them. It’s hollow.
— E.L. Konigsburg, From the Mixed-Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler
Three years today, I got a showcase of how she does the robot. Also, we got married. I love this fake robot a dip in Barton Springs.
"…human beings are more alike than we are unalike.”
But one of the many wise things Maya Angelou put into words that I read years ago, but perhaps the one I heard loudest and one of the things I have tried to carry in my heart every day since first hearing it. Thank you Ms. Angelou for giving me one of the anchors I try to live my life by, for introducing me to some of the Black women I come from by writing a book like Caged Bird, and for that smile. Man oh man, what a smile. Many of us will miss it. Fare well, fare best, cage open.
photo from Taylor Jewell/Vogue