first true crush….
first true crush….
Namaste. Feelin the love, feeling sad but mostly happy. Such brilliant tunes. Thank you Beastie Boys xoxox Bless your Soul Adam MCA Yauch (photo courtesy of Juxtapoz thank you for sharing) LOVE!!!!!!
I’ve been making installation pieces for the upcoming Mullumbimby Music Festival. It’s been fun working with the little busy crew, brain storming and getting messy. My desk top is organised and productive if not a little hectic.
Making stuff is fun and so much more fun when you get to do it with good people. People with clear ideas and genuine passion. No cheap or manipulative motives.
I’m sure I can see a face hidden in this picture somewhere. Over brush, under brush, stencil remains, crossing and recrossing, leaving random shapes and trails.
(with a bit of a tweeeeek )
Why I ran like hell?
You made my heart beat faster
but every time I opened my mouth
I uttered disaster
Something inside me
My love wasn’t blind
Although the things that
could have been
the scene carried on
There are plenty!
Fuck! what was I thinking?
I guess I was protecting
my heart from
I simply had to be someplace
a place no one else’s face
I guess a part of me
just wishes we
had more memories
Hard to grasp
impossible to hold
but friendship lasts
until we’re old
you fuckin rock!
and i love you)
This weekend a good friend and I headed up to Fortitude Valley, Queensland for a Sunday filled with good food, fashion, art and incredible music. Fortitude Valley (or as the locals call it ‘The Valley’) is well known for it’s colorful and eclectic mix of fashion, restaurants and art.
Don’t be deterred by some of the unassuming grungy exteriors, on closer inspection you’ll find some of Australia’s most exciting designers, revamping and reinventing the old warehouse like shop fronts and transforming them into incredibly hip and happening boutiques and retail outlets.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eGXWgV9PqwM (Let Up by Abbey Lincoln)
This beautiful piece captured my heart and soul today as it played on the radio.
The words, as if sung with air from my own lungs, rendered me still and calm. I felt validated. Not alone.
The voice of a woman stands alone…when instruments simply accompany rather than dominate…. brave and bold she sings from deep within. Her honesty staring you down.
If you ignore her… you will lose her.
One of my projects yesterday, besides baking awesome berry muffins, tea parties and sketching was re-stringing my bass guitar.
So fresh and so clean.
Time zone readjusted. Heat turned up. Air is dry. Heart aches. Head is heavy, in a daze. Happy/Sadness juxtaposition. In the familiar space songs burst from my lungs. It does feel good to be home.
At the end of each day since I’ve been home, tiredness has consumed me, almost to the point of hallucination. I had a beautiful time with my daughter. Leaving will never be easy. Looking forward to the next time. She is so beautiful. I am forever grateful for my family.
Peace I find in activity. Reading new philosophy. Increasing my input helps enrich output. Intelligence, creativity, honesty. Keep me sane.
New submission looming in a week. Thinking…thinking and then Bing! There it is. Tomorrow I can work on final piece for print. “Halloween” theme. So what scares me the most? Human emotion….