joined on 01/09/06
last updated 06/07/08
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about me
libra. moon in scorpio. taurus ascendent.
noisy. that would describe me in one word.
nosy and helpful...in two words
intensely interested in playing, three words
ballsout hellbent for leather, 4
feminine force of foibles and follies, frivolous 5
necessary maven of madnesses laments and fortitudes unsurpassed 6
Re: Why Spec Work is EVIL!
(in The Business of Art)
James, I agree with all you say here. (Tho I do give away work as gifts to family and friends)
I have to add something to what you've mentioned in passing: fair price. I come across artists who are putting their work out to sell for the f...
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discussion post on Sun, July 6, 2008 - 12:51 PM
Re: wanna meet each other in person?
(in Willful Ignorance)
Sounds lovely!
discussion post on Wed, June 25, 2008 - 7:51 PM
Re: Before Beginningless Time...
(in Willful Ignorance)
IME, what is being named emptiness in this lovely little piece, I would name all-potential or no form...which has never seemed to me to be particularly empty nor void, just simply unformed.
Also, IME, there is depth to that spaceless space. ...
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discussion post on Fri, June 20, 2008 - 10:54 AM
Back home
(blog entry)
after three weeks mostly in The City.
Still got it about singing instructions to lil girl, after witnessing a perfect picture meltdown, she's dancing and making pancakes. not at the same time. eat first dance later.
home means cleaning, ...
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re-forming symbols
(blog entry)
painted, unspoken have to become spoken, its either words or paint, laundry and death by filth, who is gonna take care of lil girl?
symbols reformulate, the math gets more intense and so does the music. thank god for geometry.
it's easier t...
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after three weeks mostly in The City.
Still got it about singing instructions to lil girl, after witnessing a perfect picture meltdown, she's dancing and making pancakes. not at the same time. eat first dance later.
home means cleaning, and making sense of the explosion of toys that happened while I was gone, grampa and she emptied most of the huge black plastic sacks and toys BACK INTO THE HOUSE!!! (in an attempt to get ready for a garage sale they want to have)
and i need flat...
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painted, unspoken have to become spoken, its either words or paint, laundry and death by filth, who is gonna take care of lil girl?
symbols reformulate, the math gets more intense and so does the music. thank god for geometry.
it's easier to paint.
no blank canvases.
pink.
Mon, May 5, 2008 - 10:00 AM
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My time was divided into three parts
hic haec hoc
dream/deep sleep//hyponogosis (entering and exciting).
Eating/making/cleaning
I came, I saw, I conquered. Absorbing sorting dancing and each of these divided itself into three parts: youth/adult parent/elder.
As i lived to one hundred and twenty, youth lasted til I was 36, and the law of seven had taken place.
Being raised in a bordello/monastery/old farts home and being left to maintain parentalness in two seasons, gave it...
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Painting a lot.
Only some have full four ways of viewing, yet have got a wall of those. They are like time tunnells, one version on each side.
Did that make sense?
Tue, March 25, 2008 - 5:59 PM
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12 paintings up at Squat and Gobble, on Haight st., between Masonic and Ashbury. They will be there for a month.
If yer in the neighborhood, go in and check em out! then, if you feel like it, post what you think of em as a comment here.
Wed, December 26, 2007 - 10:55 PM
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! Trivia Tribe !,
*Psychological Effects of Online Friends,
AARGHHHHH!!!,
Art Whore SF,
Art//Life,
Ask Aunt Bea,
Asperger's Syndrome,
Astrology,
Astrology Now,
Barbary & Gemma's Evil Twin BD Party,
Bay Area Paranormal Studies,
C.G. Jung and Archetypal Psychology,
Cads, Scoundrels and Charming Ladies,
Celestial Bodies,
Deep Mind,
Did You Do Your Homework?,
doingnothing,
Famous Quotes and Short Stories,
Forever Faire: A Postapocalyptic Fantasy,
Heathers Unite,
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May 24, 2006
May day
Cut down to size again
What then
When less is more my friend
I'll change
Let me start again
Disguise
It's too weird to explain
Why I'll
Always call her name
Adieu; with her
I could be anything
That I want to be
Whirlwind
Wildfire and driving rain
Wheels spin
Bowl me over hurricane
Crack your cheeks and blow
Me far
So far
How far
Is shangri-la from here
And is it this way?
There she blows
Tear me down tornado
Whirlpool
Drag me to the deeps below
Will a wildcat strike be tame?
Earthquake
Shake me to my feet again
It's crosswords go you near
A fatal clue I fear
This case is closed
Elementally, my dear.
Beware
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