My religion: Art My scripture: Poetry My gospel: the Wind My dreams: Lucid My love: Passionate My life: My own
A man walks into a room filled with chatting people, laughter and deep conversations. A woman follows. Then two. Then more. A room filled with people of all ages, colors and creeds. Each having received an invitation to attend a special event. Food and drink will be provided. The only rules: tell nothing about yourself […]
My life is a dream. My life has been filled with dreams in dark, unfocused gray on black, in crystal clear technicolor with symphonic sound and lucid hyper reality upon wings of my own design. My book is filled with all these beautiful, tragic and loving illustrations. I sometimes transpose these dreams into my own reality, my art, my music, my life.
Well here I sit. I was literally sitting on the curb for a bit while writing today. Now I’m sitting on the stoop in front of my flat. The sun is shining and there is a nice breeze making today and especially wonderful day here in San Francisco. This city is growing on me for […]
For those of you who know me, I have been through some wicked radical changes in the past couple of years. The specifics of change are only marginally important most of the time. Sometimes not. I am a woman of change. I have seen and done things most people cannot imagine. But I am still […]
Today I traveled to Phoenix via our country’s increasingly unaffordable air service. Southwest Airlines. That cattle car to the stars <= That would be me. Remember: … so famous you don’t even know me? meh, never mind. So anyway. SFO to PHX. Easy flight no worries. Did I tell you I despise airports? I must […]
Thursday I came home from work to stop at the Residence for a drink. I have kinda made this my local bar of choice. But maybe we should step back a tad to Wednesday before I progress. I woke up Wednesday morning in pain. This is a common re-occurrence that has me a little concerned. […]
Portrait of Robin. Pencil on paper. A very beautiful young woman I have had the pleasure to meet. The interesting thing about this pic aside from the subject is what happened when I went in to clean up the photograph made from my phone. Notice the subtle colors and texture of the paper. Serendipitous Photoshopage […]