when kristen & i were in ireland, we rented p.s. i love you and watched it together late at night in our apartment, while we slurped ghetto soup [made from onions, frozen vegetables and water. kristen made it taste wonderful. she’s amazing.] — i adore that movie and there’s this one scene that grabs my heart. always always. if you haven’t seen the movie, this is when holly & jerry [later to become husband and wife] first meet on a quiet road in ireland. holly’s on a college trip, jerry is a native irishman. she’s lost, he sees her, they start talking.
jerry begins… What are you studying?
holly answers… Uh, art.
Art? Oh so you’re an artist then?
Um, I don’t know yet.
That’s great. Do you… make anything or…?
I don’t know yet.
Hah. Well good luck with that.
holly laughs & talks with her hands flailing every which direction:
all I know is if you don’t figure out the something you’ll just stay ordinary. And it doesn’t matter if it’s a work of art, or a taco, or a pair of socks, just create something new. and there it is. and it’s you. out in the world outside of you and you can look at it, or hear it, or read it, or feel it and you know a little bit more about you. a little bit more than anybody else does. does that make any sense at all?
they stop walking. lock eyes and jerry answers, an amused look on his face:
Yeah… you’re saying you want to paint… socks.
holly breaks into a grin.
i love holly. jerry is adorable. i love that scene.
and i feel that way a lot.