Dear beloved friends… I’ve been MIA due to several waves of sickness. But I’ve made it to the other side, and I wanted to say hi! I thought, how better than with my box art still, “DATE WITH ADAM”. It’s a reminder that the “apple a day” thing might be something to consider more seriously… I guess Eve just wanted her man to be healthy, is the real story. Health be yours, and more from me soon!
Is there something wearing you? Something wearing you down, ironically, by way of your distance? Is it easier to pretend away it’s there by way of layered, colorful distraction? I know I’ve been good at that game.
Today I came across a Picasso quote. “Only put off until tomorrow what you are willing to die having left undone.” CLICK for MORE
I descended into that musty place and found colors usually attached to me, pleasantly fanned out on tables. Like I’d been swallowed up inside the kitsch and tourist-oriented design of someone who unknowingly, and possibly half-heartedly, decorated my very core into spot-on outward display. Naked in a pink chair, I became. Exposed in the saturation of it, and me. Like they knew. CLICK for MORE
I spy again, or fly again, or I’m just me… again. Because I happened by these unknowable children of another, trapped and flattened in some manila folder with an inspirational label. The organizer me can forget her treasures when that beige has swallowed them away. But how alive they can become, even in their wilted 2D, when the moment that has me look is the moment I needed them. Those clippings that keep me from clipped wings. Like a personally curated Tarot, and a deck not random at all. A matching game, where one part of the pair, is me.
Wearing the felt flower hair tie of a stashed high school dance costume, in my old studio. One of my first businesses in grade school actually involved felt magnet production… I would sell at my own table at the local fair. Santa Clauses and Christmas trees sporting pom-pom noses and bulbs steeped in miniature puddles of glue offering but a week of life. To learn what has lasting quality – well, that takes a lifetime. We switch to better and better glues as we get more and more of the clue… Until we learn that lasting MORE
To the orange bits inside us all, dying to be spoken, why wait… Quiet to our insides isn’t silence, it’s rock & roll. Meditation is. Just being with. So I’m letting my voice be the object of my devotion if just for a moment, today. It has never steered me to anywhere but my true home. “COMING OUT” from my CLOSER SAN DIEGO collection. #speakyourtruth #speakyourmind #haveavoice #sayit