joined on 10/04/05
last updated 07/03/07
*British Columbia, Canada*,
*Victoria, British Columbia, Canada*,
Breaking the Starving Artist Paradigm,
PHOTOSHOP,
SPIDERS,
The Bad Advice Tribe,
Victoria BC,
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This post is In praise of weeds
for how they thrive under neglect,
how they bravely take hold in the worst soil conditions,
and blossom there,
and sweeten the air.
And for their medicinal value - and their trace vitamins and minerals.
And for how, in large doses, they are poisonous.
Tue, April 22, 2008 - 10:00 PM
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Recently as I have been walking around downtown I've had the song Ave Maria in my head and on my lips. I wander around with my own personal radio in my head complete with a full symphony orchestra and I am surprised at how well I know every lilt and tremble, and every soaring moment of this song despite the fact that I don't know the words. I suppose I must look like one of the crazy people, drifting through the crowd in my long black coat singing Ave Maria. But thats OK, it is a beautiful so...
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This letter was in the Times Colonist. It really made me smile!
Parrot took role of intercom, cellphone
Times Colonist
Published: Sunday, September 09, 2007
When I was growing up in Victoria in the 1920s and 1930s, there was a stream that ran along the north side of View Street behind where London Drugs is now.
There were several small homes on that side of the street and most of them had little bridges or catwalks to their front doors.
The family that lived directly across from...
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about me
I am a Cookie Witch. I don't aspire to be great but I aspire to being a steady rock for the genius of the people I love. I am a Citizen of the World, but I put down deep roots. I am a local girl, an island girl, with the North West Coast fog in my soul and the rainforest rivers running through my veins. I am a cozy hearth on a winter day, and I am a leatherbound book full of outdated ideas. But I am also a crowsnest watcher drinking in the future through black eyes that see best from far far away.
March 13, 2006
Of course my memory runs deep. Cara is full of kindness to all creatures be they on two feet, four feet, with wings or flippers. She is to my memory one who walks in the footsteps of great thinkers and perhaps takes a variety of paths never explored.
It was the trip to the Rogue valley with the elves that I recall most vividly, that which was perhaps fictional ~yet perhaps not. I will not forget the roaring fire and the positioning of friends in the firelight. The magical garden and discovering what boundaries we artists have that keep out the demons.
It was this priestess who enlightened and introduced me to some of the great characters of my life. Thankyou Cara.
December 24, 2005
test, test, testi, testimonial, hehe i said teste. Yes, i am the younge boy that has been blessed to live with and have this wonderfull magestic woman in my life. Cara, you are fabulous. Wiether i live with you and see you non-stop or wiether we only see each other once over the course of a year, every moment with you is truly spectacular and magical. Your listening, your wisdom, and yoru prancy toes are truly grande'. I have had so many special and important conversations with you about life, that have helped build the boy i am today. I always look foreward to spending time with you, and well wearing your old clothes too, especially the pink tutu......yeah, fits perfect!
lots of juicy mat love--splat!
October 16, 2005
she is a chocolate cookie magickal goddess. i love her, always have, always will.
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