Imagine yourself as a glass

Imagine yourself as a glass, now think about what you are going to put in that glass.  Something that resembles you, something that describes you.  Put something in that glass that you LOVE.  A picture of you kid, dog, fish…. Anything that you love.   Make that glass creative then carry it with you where ever you  go so that you can remember what you love because most people forget that. Tell people about that glass and what is in there.  Make it a story.   Here is a drawing of my glass with something in it:


My glass has a boat in it because I love adventure, I would like to travel the whole world with that boat. See new places, meet new people even though I am the shyest person on earth. I really like people a lot, whether they like me or not.

Now, here is an empty glass I drew for you.  Print it out or draw your own glass with something you love inside.  An empty glass has no story, make your glass full.

This is your glass, do whatever you like with it but don’t break it.


Don’t be the empty glass, be the full glass. Be the different one. The one who take shit from nobody who makes you not feel good.  The hell with that.

I am an art addict

Hey, my name is Mauruschka and I am addicted to art. 


Love is strenght

I love this part of  Once Upon a Time

I love this part of ‘Once Upon a Time’ where the evil queen tells Emma love is weakness but then she tries to grab her heart and she couldn’t, so Emma tells her that ‘Love is Strength’

Magical words by Donald Miller

“And so my prayer is that your story will have involved some leaving and some coming home, some summer and some winter, some roses blooming out like children in a play. My hope is your story will be about changing, about getting something beautiful born inside of you about learning to love a woman or a man, about learning to love a child, about moving yourself around water, around mountains, around friends, about learning to love others more than we love ourselves, about learning oneness as a way of understanding God. We get one story, you and I, and one story alone. God has established the elements, the setting and the climax and the resolution. It would be a crime not to venture out, wouldn’t it?
It might be time for you to go. It might be time to change, to shine out.
I want to repeat one word for you:
Roll the word around on your tongue for a bit. It is a beautiful word, isn’t it? So strong and forceful, the way you have always wanted to be. And you will not be alone. You have never been alone. Don’t worry. Everything will still be here when you get back. It is you who will have changed.”
Donald Miller

I was going to write this poem

but now I see it already exist. Thanks Pablo Neruda


“Die slowly

He who becomes the slave of habit,
who follows the same routes every day,
who never changes pace,
who does not risk and change the color of his clothes,
who does not speak and does not experience,
dies slowly.
He or she who shuns passion,
who prefers black on white,
dotting ones "it’s" rather than a bundle of emotions, the kind that make your eyes glimmer,
that turn a yawn into a smile,
that make the heart pound in the face of mistakes and feelings,
dies slowly.
He or she who does not turn things topsy-turvy,
who is unhappy at work,
who does not risk certainty for uncertainty,
to thus follow a dream,
those who do not forego sound advice at least once in their lives,
die slowly.
He who does not travel, who does not read,
who does not listen to music,
who does not find grace in himself,
she who does not find grace in herself,
dies slowly.
He who slowly destroys his own self-esteem,
who does not allow himself to be helped,
who spends days on end complaining about his own bad luck, about the rain that never stops,
dies slowly.
He or she who abandon a project before starting it, who fail to ask questions on subjects he doesn’t know, he or she who don’t reply when they are asked something they do know,
die slowly.
Let’s try and avoid death in small doses,
reminding oneself that being alive requires an effort far greater than the simple fact of breathing.
Only a burning patience will lead
to the attainment of a splendid happiness.”
Pablo Neruda

Quote of the day #17

“People often say this or that person has not yet found himself. But the self is not something one finds, it is something one creates.” – Thomas Szasz


Quote of the day #16



by Anne Frank


The friendly Elf

I really loved this friendly Elf I drew.  I posted it on my Instagram first but now I want to blog it.  She says she likes to motivate herself by doing what she loves. That is how she gets going. 


Vintage pastel drawings

Vintage means “old” in case you have forgotten.  Here is some things I drew a while back.  I can’t remember when I did this because there is no date on it. 


It must be spring now.


And a little lamb that is drinking milk out of a bottle from a person.  Maybe that person is “Mary” because “Mary” used to have a little lamb.  I can still play “Mary has a little lamb” on the piano. 


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