Good morning all and welcome to this week’s Morning Coffee.
So my alarm went off at 06:40 as intended, at the same time my percolator started to work its magic and brew me a nice jug of coffee to begin the day with; and all in all I woke up feeling good. One could easily say that today would be a fine day, because of the nice and well-timed beginning of it.
It never lasts long…
I left home with plenty of time, took the 20 or so minute walk to the bus stop and just as the stop came into my line of sight, so did the bus, leaving it. Never mind though, the buses are quite regular it should only be a 15 minute wait.
40 minutes in the freezing cold, a head ache and frostbite on every toe later, the bus arrived. The time slot I arrived at the bus stop is the only slot of the entire day where there is a 40 minute interval between buses; it’s a good thing that I don’t believe in luck, or I’d be thinking it was a curse.
As a result of the irritatingly time-consuming start to the day, this post has been cut short; the espresso shot of Morning Coffee posts; and I am just going to end it with a quote that I really like and hope you can enjoy to, a thought for the day perhaps.
Probable impossibilities are to be preferred to improbable possibilities.
I’ll also leave you with the news that today I am going to begin the work preparing a canvas for my next painting, you can find the drawing that I’ve done as a reference by Clicking Here.
Until the next post, take care!
Good morning, it’s been a week since I decided to add this feature to my blog and here is the first proper post that I’ve published for it. Get your favourite blend at the ready and join me for a short stroll through the Morning Coffee!
The content this week is going to be a quote that has stuck with me for a long time, I heard it on an episode of ‘Lost’ of all places and I haven’t had any success verifying the truth of it; true or not though, it’s a nice piece of encouragement and sounds true enough.
Ludovico Buonarroti, Michelangelo’s father. He was a wealthy man. He had no understanding of the divinity in his son, so he beat him. No child of his was going to use his hands for a living.
So Michelangelo learned not to use his hands. Years later, a visiting Prince came into Michelangelo’s studio and found the master staring at a single 18-foot block of marble. Then he knew the rumours were true that Michelangelo had come in every day for the past four months, stared at the marble, and gone home for his supper.
So the Prince asked the obvious, “What are you doing?” And Michelangelo turned around and looked at him and whispered, “Sto lavorando”. (“I’m working.”)
Three years later, that block of marble was the Statue of David.
Continue reading “Morning Coffee II – “Sto lavorando!””
Good morning and welcome to the latest feature that I’ve added to my blog, Morning Coffee.
Morning Coffee will be a weekly series of posts that I will publish on Friday mornings; whilst engaging in my ritual of intoxicating my bloodstream with the caffeine it so desires upon awakening.
Continue reading “Morning Coffee I – Morning Coffee”