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WIll You Draw a Ptero for Me Please?
I know you may not have drawn something since 6th grade art class. I know it is a bit frightening to draw something from your heart. But I promise, it will be fun. Take a sheet of paper out of your printer tray and find a pen (or a pencil or a crayon or a calligraphy brush or a can of spray paint or whatever you want) and create a little pterodactyl. Then send it to my email address (pterobones@gmail.com) and I will publish it in the January Ptero Heart gallery.:-) Yay!
www.pteroheart.com
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The Ptero Concept
For the past few years I have been developing an idea. I will call it the Ptero Concept.It starts with my foundation in totem animals. Animals whose natural characteristics and mythologies I draw symbolically into myself to build my own strength of character. If you know me or have ever read any of my writing you’ve recognized the part in my heart played by the seahorse and the llama and the raccoon and the owl and the coyote and the shark and the otter and the bat and the snake and the longhorn cow...and of course, the pterodactyl.
My ptero totem is about my emotional body. It is about the dramatic rise and fall of the bare bones of feelings. Darkness against lightness. It is about suicide or art. It is about using creations that capture the image of the heart, and using them as the membranes for wings, for feathers, to soar—rather than plummeting to a tragic death too fast and unfulfilled.
I've decided to publish a journal about that which inspires me to soar. It will be about adventure, fascination, and the art that results from living life on this planet as vibrantly as can be mustered. Each month I will feature an artist whose work has inspired the pterodactyl in my heart.
I hope you will follow me on this adventure.
Check out this fun commercial I made: www.youtube.com/watch
Look for Ptero Heart on January 1, 2010 at www.lunataylor.com
Notes on My Most Recent Failure
PRETTY MUCH
I took all the music that reminds me of you
Out of my iPod except for the voice of that loneliest-of-all girl
Who sings of lost hawks, lone sparrows, foxes, and ferrets
Who belonged to both of us before I came into your life
I keep asking myself if I wish I would have never left those cute squirrels on your door
Should I have never whispered lovingly to you through the pretty curtain lace of words
The way I'm still doing now despite myself
I'm trying very hard not to adore you
I made unintelligent decisions about pretty much everything regarding you
From the beginning I couldn't see over the scent of your body
Should I have kept my soft lawn velvet arms closed?
Probably.
I don't know the answer
You held me tightly as you frantically slept
Kissing my pretty ears sweetly and squeezing me yet
You never tried to get to know me
You say you care about me but
You only cared enough to ignore me, stand me up, and offer me the occasional pretty
Lie
You didn't even care enough to ever once ask me to play my guitar for you
Live
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