Creativity Coach - Artist Desiree East

You want to THRIVE and live in the PRESENT MOMENT. You want to CREATE THE REALITY YOU'VE ALWAYS DREAMED through CREATIVE LIFESTYLE HABITS.You want to tap into that hidden, CREATIVE POTENTIAL that is ready to be UNLEASHED to the world. When your inner voice, your intuitive heart --- YOUR creative genius --- is nourished and pampered, you know you can create profound changes in your LIFE that is the art.

Desiree East is a Soulful Entrepreneur, Certified Master Transformational Coach, Creatively Fit Coach and Visual Artist. Desiree facilitates live creative workshops and retreats, as well as, online art programs focused on personal and professional development. She inspires her clients to create meaningful change in their lives through creative ritual, using art-making as a modality for creative wellness and deep transformation (no art experience required). 

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and don't even say, 'but I'm not an artist.'

The folks at Art House Co-op took the words right out of my mouth.

Not sure how long you've been following my blog, but do you remember when I did a little Sketchbook Project Tour 2012 with Art House Co-op? So fun. Here's a little video and the link to the full article (where I talked about my creative process in a little more detail):

Monochromatic: A sketchbook (and a fun little video)

[vimeo http://vimeo.com/36612687]

I skipped this year's tour, because of travelling (that's ironic) --- although, I did carry a sketchbook during my travels, AND I kind of have a fun little program hidden in my little braincase about travel journaling, too...so, I'll keep you posted --- but, I've decided to join the Sketchbook Project Tour for 2014.

I would LOOOOOOVE it if you could join me!

Click here for all of the deets:

SKETCHBOOK PROJECT 2014

And, NO, I am not an affiliate partner of Art House Co-op, so I do not get any kick-downs for signing you up. I'm simply just trying to nudge you into joining me on this creative journey, along with all of the other self-proclaimed artists around the world! It's the teacher in me. You're welcome and good job!!

You on board? Sign-ups end on midnight, NOV 1st!! Postmark deadline is JAN 15th, 2014.

PLEASE, JOIN ME AND THOUSANDS OF ARTISTS FROM AROUND THE WORLD. INVITE A FRIEND AND SHARE THIS LINK WITH ANYONE YOU THINK MIGHT BE INTERESTED. THANK YOU AND I HOPE YOU CAN JOIN THE TOUR!!

join me on the sketchbook project tour 2014

how do you keep your sanity?

Me?

1. make a cup of yogi tea. breathe.

2. read or watch something inspiring (or ask my husband to make me laugh).

3. create. write. journal.

4. exercise. surf. dance.

5. connect with nature.

Easier said than done, I know. But these are my simple little go-to's keep my sanity.

I bumped into a former colleague/teacher the other night at zumba (and yes, I said zumba. don't judge. it's so fun, and thee best work out - did you know you could burn up to 500-800 calories in one session?) She was telling me that zumba was her only moment of escape and sanity...totally agree. Cha, cha, cha.

exercise=endorphins

And, you probably haven't heard from me, because we had a little string of days when the surf was epic. If I am M.I.A., I am most likely playing in the ocean. A little salt cleansing, if you will. Totally addicting.

So, the latest news from my side of the world: Winter is still here (which is usually a slow season for work). To my surprise, the work has been flowing in with the rain. I am fully booked with design work and coaching gigs...very exciting stuff! Life is good, I can't complain, I am forever grateful and feeling blessed.

But let's get real.

Sometimes, I can't breathe. And when I can't breathe, that's my body's way of telling me to slooooow down. To chill out.

So I listen. Or at least, I try.

We live in a world that is dominated by the monotonous day-to-day grind, grueling deadlines, scheduled appointments, be-there-or-be-square weekend commitments, following the Jones' program --- only to numb it out with reality television shows, reality drama of your own, alcohol, or the latest pharmaceutical miracle drug.

As of late, I've been hearing tales of 'unintentional' self-destruction...and, this is not to say, I've never been self-destructive before...we are all human, after all.

But it makes me think: why the drama?

How do you get from that stage, where you throw your hands in the air, and give into the chaos, and quietly go to the place of enlightenment, to respect what your body, mind, and soul is trying to tell you. (Because, we all secretly want to be enlightened - don't we?) Well, maybe not like the extreme Buddhist monk type of enlightenment or wanna-be yogi lifestyle --- but, a lighter life. An easier life.

To live simply (or, like that bumper sticker, to simply live).

Where you can breathe. Feel moments of peace and contentment.

If you could just spare 15 minutes to one-hour a day --- or even once a week --- to get this feeling, how would you spend that time? What small steps can you do to make it happen?

What would you do? What's stopping you?

What arrangements and small decisions can you make to allow yourself the time you deserve to just be?

Please, share in the comments below, for we can all learn from each other's wisdom...xo

made with love...

mothers day illustration by desiree east

Brendon and I are a million miles away from home...How can we celebrate mother's day this year?

Usually, at this point in the game, you can find us elbow-to-elbow in the stationery store with other well-meaning daughters, sons, children, grandkids and husbands, trying to pick out just the right card for the women who have influenced our lives in every which way possible. Don't get me wrong --- I can get lost for hours looking at stationary. What I love the most --- if I have the time --- is figuring how to create something crafty and handmade. (If you don't know me by now, i'm a little bit of a stationary and gift wrap freak).

For the last few days, Brendon and I have both been wondering, "I wonder what everyone (Suzy, Lynne, Betty, Grandma Campbell, and all of the other Moms we love) is doing for Mother's Day this weekend...???" One thing is for sure: we will miss out on all of the delicious grub --- and spoiling you, of course (wink, wink).

So, this year (because, we are not home to shower everyone with gifts and flowers), here is a time-lapse video/illustration, made from the bottom of my heart. We may be halfway around the world, but we are thinking of you and send muchos, muchos besos...

This is dedicated to all of the wonderful moms my life, and especially to my beautiful mother, Suzy... http://vimeo.com/41981259

VIDEO CREDITS:

Produced and Illustrated by: Desirée East

Soundtrack: “Bonjour” by Fuji Kureta Used with permission under a CC-Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial license: Fuji Kureta – Sweets EP

If you dig the tunes you heard, please support the artists and visit their site at: www.fujikureta.com

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be careful what you ask for, you might just get it

the biggest wave brendon duck dove. bali indonesia. photo by desiree east For weeks on end - no, wait...months, actually - all I've heard from my darling husband is: "All I want is to get some, barreling lefts... just a nice, clean, hollow left." This statement is almost always accompanied with him posing in a front-side stance, along with sound effects of what it's supposed to sound like when you get barreled.

"Wow, babe, you're good. You'd make an excellent sound-effects dude, too." I always told him that he could go into voice-over acting. You should hear him, he's really good.

As you know, we are blessed with a wide variety of waves in Ventura County. Well, all of California, for that matter. And Mexico. And Hawaii. And we've had our share of travelling to other states and countries, as well, to seek out fun, rippable waves. It's what we do. Mandatory.

But, what we all love (we, meaning regular footers) about California and Baja are the plethora of right-hand point breaks...makes me all giddy inside, just thinking about it. However, being married to a goofy-footer makes me realize, well, how badly I feel for all the people who have to ride back-side on a perfectly, peeling right-hand point break. Like, all the time. (Can you sense the sarcasm?) No, but really, I feel for you...

Brendon has had a taste of the Mentawais, and he's been itching to spend more time in Indo. So, after a series of unfortunate events - coupled with the perfect timing of a down economy - we decided that after all was said and done, time is more valuable than any material wealth. So, we put our rose-colored glasses on and decided to stretch our dollar in Bali...and here we are.

Several weeks ago, the Bukit finally turned on. Seasons are changing, and the trade winds are blowing off-shore on the west coast of Bali. And what perfect timing: a significant swell hit the shores of Bali.

And Brendon lived to tell about it (because it was that big).

I bribed him to write a little blog post for us, just because. So, just grab a beer and pretend like he's all salty-dogged out, and doing his usual hand-gestures and sound effects. I wish I could have gotten his reaction when he came in from the water, but this is the best I can do for now. Hopefully, next time, I'll have the video cam on stand-by...

walking out to paddle out zone. bali, indonesia. photo by desiree east

Guest Post written by Brendon:

I think that was the biggest wave I’ve ever duck dove.

It was my first time paddling out at this spot, and it was firing. I was watching the other people jump off at the paddle-out zone. Some of them made it out clean, without having to push through too much duck diving drama. Others were getting caught at the wrong time and getting sucked down the break, while having to duck dive, like thirty pretty good size waves in a row.

I must have calculated fairly well before paddling out, because I didn’t have to duck dive a single wave on the way out - except for the one right when I jumped into the water; the current started sucking out so fast, I ended up dry-docking it with my fingers in between the board and the reef. Great.

So, I make it out and try to find my place in the lineup and noticed, along with my now freshly sliced index finger, that there are guys way outside and some on the inside. I know there are bigger sets, but I get antsy and try my luck picking off some of the smaller, head-high ones bowling up nicely on the inside section.

perfect inside balangan. bali, indonesia. photo by desiree east.

lonely guy getting barrelled. bali, indonesia. photo by desiree east

That was a dumb move on my part. Out the back, came one of the biggest sets that I had seen all afternoon. Shit.

I started to paddle out to meet a giant wall of water that seemed to keep getting bigger the closer we came together. At that point, I started to think to myself, "Can I even duck dive this f***ing thing, or should I ditch my board?"

It was at least triple overhead.

Usually, I would just ditch my board and swim down, but I had an old leash on (another smart move), which could easily snap. The last thing I wanted to do at that point is take the rest of the set on the head without my board.

At the very last second I decided to duck dive it.

The wave breaks about ten feet in front of me, and I had about 10-12 feet, like ceiling high or more, of white wash coming toward me. I pushed down into the water super hard and tried to time it to avoid getting annihilated. I got bounced around pretty good, but somehow managed to hold onto my board.

After duck diving the next 15 waves and getting pushed further and further down the reef, it was over.

Out of breath, super hot and exhausted, I manage to make my way back out and sit on the outside corner for a couple. I was clearly under gunned that day but managed to get a couple.

cleaner day for surf. bali, indonesia. photo by desiree east

simplicity. bali, indonesia. photo by desiree east

a balinese hindu ceremony...offerings to sea. bali, indonesia. photo by desiree east

The next day, was a bit cleaner and smaller, but there were still some decent size sets coming through. I paddled out with my buddy, Ken, and he makes his way up the break past the crowd. I went the other way to try and pick off one of those wide, swinging ones.

Just as I get in the line-up, the first wave of a set comes right to me, so I turn around and take it. I don’t know what happened, but I think I caught my rail when I dropped in on the wave.

Snap. There goes my leash.

I started to make the long swim in with the rest of the set breaking on me, but it wasn’t too bad. This is where a pair of reef booties comes in handy, because the reef is sharp with urchins hidden in the cracks. Urchin fest.

Some ladies kicking it in a tide pool grabbed my board.

Oh well, at least I got some exercise from the swim in. I called it a day, went in and got a Bintang and took some video footage from the warung. It's true, be careful what you ask for...

close up from warung. bali, indonesia. photo by desiree east

view from warung. bali, indonesia. photo by desiree east

how one turns to the intimate side of surfing to deal with the loss of a loved one: a beautiful, heartfelt story by filmmaker Nathan Oldfield

[vimeo http://vimeo.com/28056957] This short moved me in so many ways. Although, I can't even begin to imagine the sorrow that Nathan and his family are going through, I can definitely relate to how the ocean can be a place to heal and to reconnect with something that is bigger than life.

There have been many times in my life where I have turned to the ocean to heal, to escape, to relieve stress, to gain a sense of place whilst major life-changes, and on more than one occasion, to heal from the loss of a friend or family member...(almost always, these 'escape' sessions end up being the best sessions).

Something about being in the water during times like these is very, very humbling. I can't quite put my finger on it, but it feels right. I feel present and in the moment - thankful for the (crazy-beautiful) life I have been given - and that moment makes me realize I am supposed be exactly where I am.

Perhaps Nathan's story is a reminder to all of us that we can still find that humble moment in our lives where we can find peace within our hearts, minds, and souls. Whether it's surfing, playing music, creating art, writing, praying, meditating...whatever. Take time to find that perfect, beautiful moment to just "be here and now" and celebrate this amazing life that was given to us.

Here is a link to what Nathan had to say about this short - which, he says, 'forms the centerpiece' of his feature film, Seaworthy: Stillbirth & Surfing


transformational creativity coach desiree east

Desiree East is a Soulful Entrepreneur, Certified Master Transformational Coach, Creativity Coach and Visual Artist. Desiree facilitates live creative workshops and retreats, as well as, online art programs focused on personal and professional development. She inspires her clients to create meaningful change in their lives through creative ritual, using art-making as a modality for creative wellness and deep transformation (no art experience required). 

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