Saturday, March 31, 2007
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DeSiDeraDa "Go placidly amid the noise and the haste,and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly;and listen to others, even the dull and ignorant; They too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons;they are vexatious to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter,for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble;It is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs ,for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; Many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantmentit is as perennial as the grass. Take kindly the council of the years, Gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a healthy discipline, Be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here, and whether or not it is clear to you,no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore, be at peace with God, Whatever you conceive Him to be. And whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul. With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy."
Friday, March 23, 2007
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Thursday, March 15, 2007
To read Hymn for a Watermelon Pavilion - please see my blog dated March 5, 2007 below.
Saturday, March 10, 2007
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Wednesday, March 07, 2007
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Monday, March 05, 2007
you dweller in the dark cabin, to whom the watermelon is always purple, whose garden is wind and moon, of the two dreams, night and day, what lover, what dreamer, would choose the one obscured by sleep? here is the plantain by your door and the best cock of red feather that crew before clocks. a feme may come, leaf-green, whose coming may give revel beyond revelries of sleep, yes, and the blackbird spread its tail, so that the sun may speckle, while it creaks hail. you dweller in the dark cabin, rise, since rising will not waken, and hail, cry hail, cry hail. (from Stevens, Collected Poetry & Prose, pp. 71-72)
I just purchased Microsoft Digital Suite and haven't been able to tear myself away from my computer since!!! This is 98% digital as described. I plan to add some crystals and type plus add some texture to the mat.
both sides now
I spent many moons in my teens musing on the lyrics of Joni Mitchell. Her style gave voice to my teenage angst. The album cover of Clouds pictured her first self-portrait and I recall trying to create my self-portrait....the garbage can in my bedroom overflowed with torn up paper that week. Identity? What's that?
The Art of 1 is a work in progress that I will continue to update as I am inspired to complete another portion of the book. It is on a recycled children's board book - Winnie the Pooh....how appropo!
This is a series of 5 ATC's I recently made primarily to experiment with variations on the same subject/background. The subject is digital collage composed of 11 different layers in an attempt to achieve the desired "ethereal " effect. Though not visible via photograph/scan, most of the ATC's also contain clear thermal embossed images which can only be seen by the naked eye...or a photograph that I am not at all talented enough to produce!
Muse (muūz) n. Greek Mythology. Any of the nine daughters of Mnemosyne and Zeus, each of whom presided over a different art or science. muse A guiding spirit. A source of inspiration. muse A poet. [Middle English, from Old French, from Latin Mūsa, from Greek Mousa.]
WORD HISTORY The Muse has inspired English poetry since Chaucer invoked her in 1374. Muse comes from Latin Mūsa, from Greek Mousa. There are Greek dialect forms mōsa and moisa, and all three come from an original *montya. As to the further origins of this form, a clue is provided by the name of Mnemosyne, the goddess of memory and mother of the Muses. Her name is the Greek noun mnēmosunē “memory,” which comes from *mnā–, an extended form of the Greek and Indo-European root *men–, “to think.” This is the root from which we derive amnesia (from Greek), mental (from Latin), and mind (from Germanic). The reconstructed form *montya that is the ancestor of Greek Mousa could then mean something like “having mental power.”