I'm torn about Twitter. Most days I struggle with what to add to our company Twitter account. While I can write a haiku at a drop of a hat, I blank out when trying to create potent 140 character messages.
I'm torn about Twitter. Most days I struggle with what to add to our company Twitter account. While I can write a haiku at a drop of a hat, I blank out when trying to create potent 140 character messages. Partially because there seems to be some kind of retweeting competition (whoever gets the most retweets wins?) and that puts all the more pressure on tweeting--cleverly--only what is relevant. Of course these aren't limitations for everyone; there are plenty of people who are very willing to tweet about their morning bagel or their latest pet peeve. And that's cool too. Self-expression, obviously, is relative. And can be either funny or revelatory, depending on the skill of the "tweeter." But to be honest, I find myself skimming rather than reading most, and wondering what the point is. And then it happens. While skimming the tweets, something will jump out at me. This morning, @davidzinger wrote: Elizabeth Perry offers a 5 second tea break by looking at her drawing. I took the bait and clicked. And oh! I had started the day out exhausted from being up all night with my sick 4-year old, just longing for that first (and more) cup of coffee to give a little umph to my day. But all I really needed was looking at Elizabeth Perry's drawings to totally change my mood. Her sketch-book drawings are minimalist, sometimes just a couple of lines artfully drawn, but they are also evocative and lovely. @davidzinger had given me a Twitter gift, one that deserves to be re-gifted. Enjoy! Elizabeth Perry's site, woolgathering, can be enjoyed here. I particularly enjoyed her point of view with this drawing titled Folder, about which she writes: "Or mountain? I had some proofreading to do tonight, so it all depends on the point of view."