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Our family traveled back east for Thanksgiving and my mother took me to see the Ruth Asawa show at MOMA. It was incredibly inspiring and I haven't been able to stop thinking about it since.



First of all, the work was beautiful and varied -- if you don't know much about Ruth Asawa, you can learn more here.


From sketches and paintings, to prints and lithographs and gorgeous sculptures hanging on the walls and from the ceilings, the breadth of her work was really amazing.


But it was the amount of work, the sheer numbers of works of value she produced over her career, that truly took my breath away.


Apparently, she had a rule for her life -- to make something every day.


I will admit to feeling pretty small in those big galleries, like my own output was extremely puny in comparison to Asawa's.


And then I came home to Los Angeles and looked at the stacks of notebooks I keep, the journals I've been writing every day since I was seven years old, recording my life, my worries and my wins, my story ideas, initial scenes and paragraphs for works in progress. I looked at the filing cabinets full of partial drafts and finished work.


I too am fairly prolific when seen in those terms.


Asawa's work is wonderful -- but it wasn't all wonderful. She had more wonderful work than most people, because she made something every day.


Writing is about practice. It's about coming to the page every day.


Welcome to the Make Something Every Day blog, where I intend to talk about creativity, process, books I love, writers I adore -- you get the picture.


I hope you find something of value here.



 
 
 

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