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So I had a dream last night that a quartet of giant sewer rats were singing an Alan Parsons Project song to me while I sat in a jazz club sipping on a bright blue drink out of glass shaped … 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
Happy Halloween, my haunting little Spooks Blessed Samhain, my bewitching little Wizards Here is my All Hallows gift to you: It’s only fitting for the girl with the zombie toes to give you a zomby woof to wake up with. … Continue reading
I don’t have anything interesting to say today. So here is the song I woke up singing. I’m totally rocking the way back machine in my head as I get ready for work. And here is a pic of me … Continue reading
Caution: This post contains an excessive amount of David Bowie. It was long overdue. So my friend Emma and I have been having a David Bowie picture war for a long while now. Today is her birthday and I made this for … Continue reading
Oh Holy Zappa, I pray to thee. Bless me with the financial ability to see your son, the prophet of your sound, play music on December 11. They are playing just a few blocks from my house. Please send your … Continue reading
I wanted to take this moment to bring you a moment in music. This is on the level of my mood today. My dreams were filled with visions of my ancestors which inspired another painting. And this song, for some … Continue reading
A very good day indeed Yesterday was a very good day, good friends, good art, good music. I know you’re used to me going into great detail about things. Well, today you’re in luck. I’m only going to post a … Continue reading
I love that my dreamtime is so much better than most of what TV has to offer. I am truly blessed with amazing and often profound dream visions. (I attribute the dreamwalking to my Cherokee ancestry, even if it is … Continue reading
Conversations lately have been very personal. It seems that the more bricks I remove from my walls built from fear and doubt the more people, people I’ve known for years, want to know who the woman is standing before them. … Continue reading
This is the optimism I woke up feeling. Sort of. It may very well be the optimism I am striving to feel. Either way, Future, I’m comin’ at you full steam ahead. And there were crazy weird dreams last night. … Continue reading
Or my alternate title: Fuck you fear. I’m not your bitch today. I walked across two bridges today. This is a big deal. Granted they were not huge bridges. Nor were they suspension type bridges. But they were bridges dammit. BRIDGES. This, … Continue reading
Adventures In Austin: Volume 2 How many zombies must die for our salvation? ALL OF THEM, apparently. As stated in the previous post, my zombie toes are a big hit. I have pretty much been giving them away since I … Continue reading
Adventures In Austin Volume 1: While relaxing, my usual fashion, in a tub of hot water (a huge soaker tub that I am completely envious of because I have nothing that glorious at home) listening to David Bowie’s Live in … Continue reading
This makes me ecstatically happy. Bowie + n0madical = Totally Spaced Out Fantasmic. On my list of WANT!
I wrote this poem in my head while at a Stevie Nicks concert. She is definitely a diva that inspires greatness within the minds of creative souls. I dedicate this poem to the influence that Ms. Nicks has had on … Continue reading
It has occured to me I have not posted many of my short stories or poetry to this blog. I have been given so much encouragement lately from friends who enjoy reading my creative writing. So I will begin to … Continue reading
http://lh3.ggpht.com/-jo6HMFTCTy8/Tijfz4f79TI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/1sovKEJ67hA/s1024/D… I am a knight of The Bowie’s Templar.