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thank  you !

love me for the woman that i am and i will love you for being my man

i clearing am obsessed with love. i find solace and clarity in lyrics.

i am stubbornly romantic. i paint in a state of dreaminess or obsession or madness.

i must walk to the art store and spread some love around before i explode.

what is too much to ask for exactly ?

I WANT SOLITUDE

I WANT EFFORT

I WANT LOVE

I WANT PASSION

I WANT CONVICTION

I WANT COMMITMENT

I WANT ONE FOOT IN FRONT OF THE NEXT

I WANT MOVEMENT

I WANT STABILITY

I WANT INTRIGUE 

I WANT SURPRISE

I WANT MATURITY

I WANT INTUITION

I WANT INTELLIGENCE

I WANT TRUTH

I WANT CONFIDENCE

I WANT RESPECT

I WANT CREATIVITY

I WANT LAUGHTER

I WANT INSPIRATION

I WANT SPACE

I WANT WHAT EXISTS IN BOTH OF THESE POEMS

I WANT SPACE TO CO EXIST WITH ADORATION.

IT'S THAT SIMPLE

gold fever a perfect fit somehow to the l.a. mood

January light

curious what the light and darkness of January will bring to me, what I will bring to myself, what I will allow and not allow, what I will search for, what will find me...

"Maybe January light will consume
My heart with its cruel
Ray, stealing my key to true calm."

pablo neruda

It's not hard to fall

How is it possible that with newspapers, 4 gmail accounts, 4 facebook pages, 2 twitter feeds, 2 instagram profiles, linkdin, and more ! I FEEL OUT OF TOUCH ! HOw is it possible that Damien Rice tickets went on sale without my knowledge ? Hmmmmm... perhaps I have too many emails to stay on top of and accounts to update and the social media accounts and all of those that I like and follow actually distract me instead of keeping me informed.  I wish I could stop the madness and just walk to the mailbox. Well Santa, baby, this year for Christmas I would like a ticket to see Damien Rice at the Greek Theatre in California. And YES i have been a good girl all year !

A bird named Ella Eyre - Going On

if i can be reincarnated as a singing bird, i wouldn't mind being this singing bird.

i love her.

what's up ? just F'in S'it up this am. good morning

David Gray - Babylon (Live in Vancouver) Aug 26 2014

there were some beautiful moments at this concert .

.... under the light of a thousand stars ...

oh , love

I met a woman yesterday who told me her beautiful story of love.

She had met and lived with a man for 4 years but had to call it off and move away,

as her religion did not approve of their relationship. She broke his heart. 

Now 30 years later he looked her up, 

they are just as in love and getting married next year.

i.w.t. . .

i.w.t.l.w.y.a.l.c.o.y.b

i.w.t.s.w.w.y

i.w.t.l.y.n

i.w.t.r.m.b.o.y.c

i.w.t.r.a.a.l.w.y

i.w.t.l.a.y.b.f.i.t.c

i.w.y

I hope your dreams are peaceful

... today has been an emotional day...

and I stumbled upon this song ...

tears I have been holding back all day ( all month ) are falling ...

this song does not mirror my emotions but simply strikes a chord with me.

Perhaps if I mixed all the words up - it would.

It is just sweet and full of wishes.

... and I smile.

FAlling

Starting a new project / series.

FALLING

...

Kindred Spirits.

... there were hundreds of tree swallows flying around me.  they were iridescent blue and green and they were swooping by my head and in every direction.  they made me think of you for some reason..."

An email. A new song. A google image search "tree swallow". A found image. A new Canadian artist.

A new musical artist. A new journal project.

I love google image search, it never fails me.

I love how one thing can lead to another and flow into inspiration. . .

Don't Give Up

I was lucky enough to grow up surrounded by music.

My childhood memories are filled with songs :

James Taylor, Linda Ronstadt, Paul Simon, Billy Joel, Steely Dan, Karla Bonoff, Bonnie Tyler,

Stray Cats, Bob Marley, Prince, Abba, Rolling Stones, Rod Stewart, Hall and Oates,

John Prine, Donovan, Fleetwood Mac, ...

My first performance was singing The Oscar Meyer weiner song on a reel to reel tape deck...

"My bologna has a first name ..."

When I was about 10 yrs old my dad and step mom let me practice and perform

"Three Little Birds" by Bob Marley on the keyboard for the music festival.

One
of my most memorable moments was listening to them perform "Don't Give
Up" by Peter Gabriel on stage, I think it was part of a play. To this
day when I hear that song, it brings warmth to my heart, a smile to my
face and tears to my eyes.

It moved me as a child and still moves
me the same. There is a peace and a strength to the song, like a slow
confident walk with an open heart. I adore it.

"Rest your head, you worry to much, it's going to be alright,  when times get rough, ....

... don't give up "

a terrible beauty

i am in love, i am in love , i am in love with the work of

EDWARD BURTYNSKY

i had heard of him, but never seen his photographs in person.

Today i return from his exhibition at the VAG

and can't stop thinking about his images.

So inspirational for my work. 

They are the photographs that i try to capture while traveling,

the photographs that i take out the frosty windows of airplanes,

just a million times better !

I am speechless. They are the kinds of images that I see pure beauty in. 

The mess of nature or the mess of what we as humans have made of nature

I will have to research and study his work and films.

There are so many pieces that I adore, they would fill my entire blog.

http://www.edwardburtynsky.com/

tick tock, bang bang, primetime

Escapes, bright lights and laughter

There is a fire escape ladder

outside the window of my new temporary home in downtown los angeles, fashion district.

Right now i am lying in bed and looking out the window, the air is fresh and sweet.

I really needed something to be fresh and sweet.

In one window the ladder reaches up and it meets , in the other window - the moon!

It won't stop staring at me.

I want to run up the ladder and steal a piece of her bright glow and place it in my heart.
But instead, the dark side of the moon is in my heart

and sending tears to my neck.

When i arrived i was filled with laughter and freedom.
Laughter that seemed to be stored up inside me for months.
Now i feel that life is teasing me and i don't like to be teased.

 Today i pondered whether what i thought i wanted is really what i need.
I don't want to be yearning for anything.

 I hope for peace and grounding guidance tomorrow.
Clear thoughts and solid independence.

Careless Words

you really gave me hell, big talker
polluted the well
you really spoke your mind, big talker
at least your mind at the time

now i'm wearing your words, big talker
like necklaces and rings
just glad it wasn't me
that said all those things

and never before could i picture
even one foot out the door
careless words, careless words
say no more
but now that that door has been opened
it can never be closed
careless words
i can never unknow
i can never unknow

tried to keep my heart pure, big talker
but it came out stained
tried to stay in love, big talker
but now i'm in pain
and i learned as a child, big talker
just shut the whole thing down
that polluted well, big talker
that whole polluted town

no sleep for me, big talker
just one long migraine
the one that sparks and flares, big talker
when i say your name
where went your love, big talker
cos that's where i go
i'm no longer here, big talker
i'm searching high and low

and never before could i picture
even one foot out the door
careless words, careless words
say no more
but now that that door has been opened
it can never be closed
careless words
i can never unknow
i can never unknow

- ani difranco