KERI SMITH
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Oh, my. It appears today’s feature was tailored made especially for me, Miss K. Well, I guess for you, too, if you are a rule following perfectionist who gasps at the sight of messy handwriting, torn books, and unwashed hair. (Tsk tsk, Robert Pattinson.) Award winning illustrator Keri Smith is here to break out those of us who live in the box. She promises it won’t hurt, and might actually be–wait for it– fun.
Keri Smith has been inspiring people for years with her blog, Wish Jar, a seven-year compilation of daily inspiration for her and her tens of thousands of readers. In that time, Smith has also proven what limitless, out of the box thinking can produce. The freelance illustrator has worked most recently for Random House, The Washington Post, The New York Times, Ford Motor Co., the Boston Globe, Galison/Mudpuppy Press, and Hallmark all on her own terms. When she isn’t illustrating for top tier publications, she is penning best selling books, including How to be an Explorer of the World, and Wreck This Journal, one of the inspiring books Smith is offering today to our readers. (For a complete collection of her books, click here.) Although each book has its own purpose and message, consistent throughout Smith’s work is the challenge to tear down, deconstruct, and down right destroy preconceived notions of art and process all in the name of creativity. Consider me sold–but not on the dirty hair. That’s nonnegotiable for me, Robert.
Keri Smith is giving away three books to one winner. The books are: Wreck This Journal, The Non-Planner Date Book, and This is Not a Book. In order to win, here is the question you need to answer by Wednesday, January 20, 2010:
Look around you right where you are sitting. What do you see that you did not notice when you sat down?
Please start checking the winner’s box on Wednesday, January 27, 2010 to see if you won. Good Luck!
Ha! I have a hanger on my desk. Now that’s practical…
shadows of houseplants on the wall
It’s dark. It’s dark out the windows, it’s dark in here. The darkness is leaving a feeling of vast emptiness. Is there anything out there?
When I sat down I didn’t notice how the only light in the down stairs of our house is the one shining over my head, and how far out the light is able to reach, adding shadows to everything, spreading over the room like hope for the ones who see it.
myself
I did not notice that the curtain was slightly folded, partially revealing the part of my room where I changed into my pajamas a few hours ago. The imaginary voyeurs in my head must’ve had the time of their lives watching my do that necessary ritual. Or maybe not. I will never know. So now I pull the curtains out to cover.
And now I see this weird-lookign curtain rod sticking out. But it’s actually a water pipe! Amazing.
The stack of stickers that I peel off of my fruit at lunch and re-stick onto the edge of my desk was a cute, quirky idea once and now has become a mangled, gooey homage to lunches past…I think I need to do a bit of cleaning.
a lone pomegranate clinging to the branch outside my window desk,now covered with rain,looks shiny like a candy apple!
The biggest rain in a decade here in Joshua Tree -amazing!
a small pile of tangled wires! all from different devices, machines…
& my brother. hi brother!
there’s a garlic skin, and this is not the kitchen!