There are days where it's hard to feel inspired. Today I feel cooped up in a house with coughing kids and distracting dishes and clutter in every direction. I keep things in my studio to pull my soul out of all the mess and back to a place that's beautiful. A handmade paintbrush holder my brother bought me. A globe to remind me of all the places I've seen and want to see. Seashells I gathered on the beach with my daughters. I look at pictures from my favorite photographer. I read the words my friend, Catherine, writes on her blog, that capture life so eloquently. I listen to my favorite acoustic/folk rock songs and they all tap into the part of my soul that can't wait to get a paintbrush in my hands and make something beautiful. I can create.