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Tag Archives: manifesting my dreams through art
Practicing faces today. Here is my 80’s babe.
I’m learning watercolors currently. Loving this medium.
I learned my worth as an artist in helping create art with those who have forgotten how important it is. Alzheimer’s art therapy has been my art therapy. Proving when you create for the sake of creating, magic happens. I … Continue reading
Out of Dream Experience By Amy Moloney I am having an out of dream experience The world does not meet expectation but exceeds hope A familiar voice whispers from a remembered dream Not quite here but always there The sweetest … Continue reading
Lake Karma A short story based on a dream I had today By: Amy Moloney A young messenger boy looks for me. His name was Luca. He finds me inside a marble building where I am studying ways to … Continue reading
Recap of a pretty spectacular few weeks. Friday the 13th brings delicious catfish Let’s go back a few weeks to Saturday the 14th. That was the day I learned that I owe Harry Manfredini* a fuck-ton of money for torturing … Continue reading
Hello, my name is Amy and I walk into walls. Daily. Don’t be alarmed, I’m mostly harmless and incredibly fabulous. Being an oaf does not have to hold you back from being amazing and sexy. In fact, there are many … Continue reading
I am going to talk about things most people are afraid to mention in so-called polite company. It’s a shame, too. Humans should not fear the female body. I certainly don’t fear my body: functions, imperfections, size, needs, the weird … Continue reading
I admit it; I’ve been off my game lately. You, my pretties, have been suffering months of blog silence here on amymoloney[dot]com. It’s tragic really. For a while I almost thought I lost my funny. Have no fear, the funny … Continue reading
My dreams are a significant part of who I am. And as such they reveal the stress and hope I happen to be experiencing at any given time. I have been working a ton the past few months. So much … Continue reading
I know it’s been a little bit since I’ve posted. I’m sorry for being away from the blogosphere for so long. I do have a great excuse, though. I have no internet at home at the moment and have been … Continue reading
My Impossible Week: Some people leave an indelible mark upon your soul. And you are a better person for having had the chance to get to know them, no matter how long the interaction. Such is the case of my … Continue reading
A few nights ago I attended a wonderful event here at SXSW. It was called People of Letters, a travelling letter writing brigade from Australia. The panel of letter writers was impressive, from my writing guru Neil Gaiman and his … Continue reading
Inspiration Art is as much a part of my soul as breathing. The past two weeks without my hands covered in paint, ink, or clay has made me turn into a shell of my true self. When I pick up … Continue reading
My dreams have been elusive lately as stress begins to build heading toward the big life changing move. The fact that I am certain that there is at least one significant piece of my soul waiting for me to find … Continue reading