Fragments in the studio
maybe Mud today
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How 'bout U?
Hope you have a stress-free day!
xoxo
This Bird This Day
This is the real story of some birds: A jar, a very large jar sits upon the French bakers rack in my kitchen. I fold origami cranes. A lot of origami cranes, it seems they have taken it upon themselves to transform. I noticed there are little tiny hearts on the bottom of the wings. I also noticed they have turned themselves inside-out. A very short story.
Monday, May 27, 2013
Sunday, May 26, 2013
Run
"Hit the Ground " is a song from Lizz Wright, " Dreaming Wide Awake," I listen to while working in my studio, over and over and over and over. Why? There is no rhythm in my life. There is nothing to mark the days that go by. I open my eyes and 20 years have gone by. I blink and it is another season.
She sings, "See your eyes in mine," Hit the ground and run. . . " etc.
I miss my old blog. This one is different. I can not figure out what it is that makes this so. . .
This song adds a beat to my days. This song beats better than my heart.
My heart is on a pilgrimage. . .
tucked into a secret pocket. . .
of one who IS on a pilgrimage. . .
He just does not know that
I am along.
Spain
A dream of a place
a dream of pace
he and she are pacemakers.
I am a piece maker
and a peacemaker.
: >
the bird
It is alright, you're gonna make it somewhow!
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