Realization

Tipping her head back, she roared out
a laugh that was
Pain and defeat , rage and amusement.

She saw him in the stark light
At this moment
And felt the truth embrace her.

His tragic being glistening for her to see
As he slowly dripped crocodile tears
into the bay of emptiness around him.

He was nothing, she realized as she walked away.

Disclaimer: This isn't about anyone I know. The love of my life does indeed piss me off sometimes, but the above is not him. Just inspired by a song.

Circadian Creation: Skull 3.30.06

Circadian Creation: Colorific 3.30.06

Blazing

One may have a blazing hearth in one's soul and yet no one ever come to sit by it. Passersby see only a wisp of smoke from the chimney and continue on the way.

~Vincent Van Gogh

Circadian Creation (Spring Organic Confusion)

Though she felt the spring equinox in every ounce of her bones and blood and skin, she was still just an organic part of the earth and the confusion she felt couldn't dissolve with the blooms of daffodils and tulips and so her breath came in short gasps until she let go.

Butterflies

From the Museum of Natural History's Butterfly Conservatory. D and I went last weekend and had a great time!

Circadian Creation: Smoky 3.17.06

Circadian Creation: Vibration 3.16.06

This is just a very quick inky sketch of what I have in mind for this idea. But on Wednesday we went to Himalayan Voices Experience at Sacred Mirrors (Alex Grey's gallery). Amazing stuff. Singing bowls and gongs and voices and wonderful scents swirling around....lavendar on the inhale. It was great. I have to admit, it's tough for me to stay still, especially lying on my back, for one hour straight, but it was a powerful and relaxing experience. The sounds permated our bodies as we lay there. There were points, specifically when the gong directly behind our heads was vibrating loud and deep, when I felt the tension in specific sections of my body dripping off of me with the vibrations. So here is vibrations for now. When I do the real deal, I'll post it.

Circadian Creation: Mystical(al) 3.15.06 Wednesday

And they all laid on the earth
Wondering if they should let it swallow them;
If it would.

And the mystic arrived after 70 days and
Pulled them up gently, persuadingly, magically;
Saving them. They thought.

The cheered again – for her
For anything outside themselves.
She listened to their chants and cries and groans

Listened to stories of pilgrimages
from families and cities
and happiness.

And she cried for what they lost;
For the loss of their selves and for their hope
And faith in that within.

She threw them back to the ground
In defeat – theirs and her own;
Hoping they would find the spots on their own.

Back on the earth, they submitted again
And the mystic disappeared back into the shadows of their souls.

(continuation of eloquence...)

Circadian Creation: Ribcage 3.14.06 - Tuesday

Are we really only this?

Circadian Creation: Sailing Moon - 3.13.06 Monday

Sailing moon........still working....

Circadian Creation: PLEASURE 3.10.06

Friday's.....

Garbage floating
graceful on the turnpike;
New Jersey pleasure.

Thought....

The song Manic Monday by the Bangles is much more enjoyable when listening to it on a Friday.

Photo Friday: Red

Circadian Creation (Wed. 3/8): Subjugation

On a Dave-free day...

...I indulge in peanut butter cups and walnuts. Yes, the man is allergic to nuts. And beans! But it's okay because turkey chili is almost as good as the stuff with beans. I'll give up the nuts to see him everyday though. ;)

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We cannot defend freedom abroad by deserting it at home.

~Edward R. Murrow

Spring is definitely on it’s way. I can feel it and smell it and almost taste it. It was chilly this morning but it felt as if there were this underlying warmth coming from the incoming spring.

I am bored. I hate this feeling of boredom that permeates everything. Maybe if I could create something good I wouldn’t feel as bored, but I just feel blocked and bored. I have tons of work to do in terms of work work (whole other story contributing to my lack of enjoyment and thus this overwhelming boredom that is permeating my being at the moment) and some of it is actually somewhat creative but I am still bored.

I need a change. Soy aburrido. (thanks, Ker)

Dave and I are going on a whirlwind museum/gallery tour on Saturday. You would think that we live far outside of the city based on the way we are cramming it all in (in actuality it’s about a 15 minute drive). We are checking out the Darwin exhibit at the Museum of Natural History (looks awesome and I’m hoping to check out the Butterfly Conservatory as well if we have time), Munch exhibit at MoMA (can’t wait to see his stuff!!!), and Jeff Soto exhibit (which also looks really awesome!).

Now back to being stuck on yesterday's and today's Circadian Creations....Hmmm. Subjugation....Pleasure....

Thoughts as spring crawls to meet us

...pieces...

Time is going by so quickly. It’s like some weird, rapid time warp, but the stuff isn’t happening. I mean, the real stuff, the important stuff. I feel like it’s all just slipping out of my reach, through my fingertips. I shouldn’t hold on anyway, but I’m trying to reach and it never seems to come close enough. Quite frustrating to say the least. I suppose I need to find a new way to look at the situation(s).

So, can the politicians of this country destroy our freedoms and dig us deeper into the hole than they already have? Everytime we think it’s not possible, they do. Cheney and his rant about Iran. Why can’t we mind our own business? Why? Why are we going to "impose meaningful consequences" on Iran? Why can we have tons of nuclear weaponS but feel the need to jump into battle with any country who we don’t think should have them? By “we” I definitely don’t mean all of us, just “we” as the unfortunate collective of this nation of people. The “we” that we have sadly become. Bright outlook is that it looks like someone may actually really honestly try to impeach the idiot in office. Would be so lovely. Yes, sure, his cronies are all in place, but wouldn’t it still by so satisfying?

I’m done with that rant. I don’t even know enough about politics to get into the areas that I would like to get into, but it’s just upsetting and annoying and angering what our so-called “elected” politicians continue to get us into.

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Well, took a break and went to lunch. It is gorgeous outside today. I can feel spring creeping in, luckily not too slowly. The sun made the car warm and cozy on the inside and I could almost convince myself that it was May once I sat behind the wheel. I can’t wait for spring to come in, full bloom. That means that summer is on the way! What an eventful summer it will be. I can’t wait for all of the events and changes and adventures that are coming up. Weddings, road trips, festivals, reunions, moves, camping, and just exploring. Ahhhhh. Something great to look forward to.

Circadian Creation (Tuesday): Silence

Self Portrait Tuesday

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Circadian Creation (Friday's): Invocations of the Earth

Politics Test

You are a Social Liberal (80% permissive) and an... Economic Liberal (15% permissive) You are best described as a: Socialist Link: The Politics Test on OkCupid Free Online Dating Also: The OkCupid Dating Persona Test

Vitamins

So sometimes I'm extremely obsessed with vitamins, but I hate swallowing pills...especially echinacea (yuck!!!) and vitamin c is usually uncoated and sticks to my tongue so I have to balance it on it's side before I take a swig of liquid. Interesting stuff, huh?

PHOTO FRIDAY: Feminine

Circadian Creation (Thursday's): Eloquence

The Eloquent

His words danced off of his tongue
spiraling around in brilliant colors
and textures unknown;
Textures that called out
to their fingers and their ears at once,
Senses ignited.
The words, soft and ornate,
formed melodies of speech
like none had ever heard;
Savory and haunting,
inviting them to dance to his words
and feel the syllables surge over and through their bodies.
They danced and writhed on the ground
in feverish ecstasy, moaning and chanting;
And then he was gone.
The colors faded back to lucid,
the land fell silent
and all they could feel was

the earth below them, holding their bodies.

What Kind of Soul Are You?

You Are a Visionary Soul

You are a curious person, always in a state of awareness. Connected to all things spiritual, you are very connected to your soul. You are wise and bright: able to reason and be reasonable. Occasionally, you get quite depressed and have dark feelings. You have great vision and can be very insightful. In fact, you are often profound in a way that surprises yourself. Visionary souls like you can be the best type of friend. You are intuitive, understanding, sympathetic, and a good healer. Souls you are most compatible with: Old Soul and Peacemaker Soul

What Kind of Soul Are You?

Snow day

I love snow days, but I'm feeling a little lonely now and just a little bit bored and anxious because I feel like my wonderful little snow day is almost over as the day reaches out toward 4pm... It was great earlier today...beautiful snow, big fat luscious snow flakes. I went for a walk and enjoyed the snow falling all over me and around me. It was quite peaceful.

Now... the snow has turned to slush and it's cold and gloomy. The sky doesn't have the exciting lightness of a snow sky anymore, but a forboding cold and liquidy sky.

But lunch was yummy (leftover Chinese with big big shrimp!) and I had the day off! So I'll stop my bellyaching now. It's not only my belly that's aching though... I guess I am. For that thing that's out of reach today.

Circadian Creation (Wednesday's): Reagan

Finished first "commissioned" piece!!

Okay, so I finally sent it out. It's to go over a woman's bed. She "commissioned" me quite some time ago - bought a mirror from me at Art on the Avenue in VA. I found it quite stressful working on this. I guess it's much easier to work on something and then to sell it if someone likes it. This way, I felt so much pressure to please and to have it perfect. I am happy with the way it came out though. Think it's perfect for a bedroom too. I hope she likes it!

Circadian Creation - Fish

Not quite finished yet, but here it is in the beginning stages...

Belated Circadian Creation - Impulse & Grind

This is my belated combo creation from last Thursday and Friday. The impulse should be obvious. The grinding is that grinding in his head that leads him to the impulse...the rough, tinny, scraping grinding through his head.