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Creative Inspiration

Inspiration can come at any time, from any place.  Bam!  Inspiration!

In my home, inspiration is not like a soft breeze of energy gently moving you from one place in your creative journey to another, it is more like a tidal wave slamming into you and physically lifting you off your feet and transporting you to another place.  

Walking around the 103rd Goshen Fair in Goshen, Connecticut, we meandered our way into the pavilion that held the photography exhibits.  Bam!  Inspiration struck.  Grace realized her photographs could be entered into a contest.  She has thought of nothing else since.

Luckily, or perhaps unluckily, she has many good photographs to choose from.  She found an upcoming local fair and has three days to meet the entry deadline.  She can only choose 12 photographs in the amateur division and only 2 of each subject.  Hours have been spent pouring through pictures, trying to move pictures from phones to flash drives, and cropping, editing, and touching up photographs.  

My girls have always, always, learned more from their interests and experiences than they have from textbooks.  So while math, science and history are super important, we will be taking time today to visit the local photography store with the flash drive of their work and try our hand at printing some of these photos, something we have never done before.  When the tidal wave of creative inspiration hits, it is futile to fight it.  You just have to go with it and see where it takes you.  Today it will take us to the photography store.


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