I love me a good podcast. Podcasts are the way I get mostly everything done. Really. All my Paris Letters and Travel Letters are painted while listening to podcasts. In fact, whenever I look back to a letter, I know exactly what I was listening to at the time. While I was painting this letter below I was learning about about duckbill platypuses from Stuff You Should Know.
I wonder if people had flashbacks to episodes of Mutual of Omaha’s Wild Kingdom after reading this letter but they didn’t know why. An aside, this letter will soon be featured in the new edition of the Oxford University Press English Literature text book. Have I arrived? Oh yes, I have. Stay tuned for that pub date. For now, back to podcasts.
Podcasts: Infotainment’s finest medium.
This morning as I sipped coffee by the window, I listened to myself being interviewed on the Tranquility du Jour podcast. Usually I hear my voice and cringe, but really, shocked as I was, this time I didn’t sound like I had carrot sticks stuck up my nose.
I was mostly eloquent, people.
Self is astounded by self. And now as I write this blog, the lovely Christophe is sipping his coffee by that same window listening to the recording. Kind of odd, but cool and kind at the same time.
So give a listen to the podcast where I speak of my journey to becoming an artist in Paris, how to become the creative director of your own life, and I reveal a big surprise near the end. Gulp.
Kimberly Wilson, the creator of Tranquility du Jour has done 325 podcasts so far. An impressive library of interviews with people in the self-help/inspiration genre. She also has an anthology coming out featuring the best of the best morsels of goodness she has collected over the last 10 years.
I love when someone edits for me.
I should have her tackle my photo library. I ordered her book and plan on getting tranquil with her collected morsels of goodness. I’m also thinking of Christmas pressies. While I wait for the book to arrive, I’ll be listening to the other 324 episodes, so if you soon receive a letter from me and feel a rush of tranquility pour over you, you’ll know why.