Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts

Thursday, September 20, 2012

Something to add to my list

So I have an actual "when I fall into a ton of cash" list. It is an active part of daydreaming for me.
How would I use cash, if I had it all around me, casual income, excess amounts and no looming bills or what have you. You know what I mean....
Well seeing stuff like this fuels me...it is what makes me want to introduce art to the public, the laying of hands so to speak. Such wonderful things the mind can do and explore:
 



I have also added " take all the classes at AS220" to my list....

you can see all the other ideas under "The List"  at the top of the page.

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Music

RIP David "Honeyboy" Edwards




I have loved music from a very young age, singing and dancing is a fairly common love of most children.
My father was a working musician when I was young; that is how the hospital bill was paid.
He played rock and roll and there seemed to always be music playing in the house when I was young.
I had my own record player and would memorize songs and "perform them" after I had mastered the lyrics.
I think my mix was a combination of Free to be you and me and Grease
I was a child of the 70's what can I say

When I got into junior high school I discovered Blondie and Joan Jett and my world radically changed!!
Then followed 80's pop music and into high school it became punk and alternative.
One of my first college jobs was in a music store. I had quite a collection of vinyl by that time and it seemed like a logical choice to see stuff as it was releasing, except vinyl was dying and being replaced by a think called the compact disc. I started buying more vinyl at swap-meets and garage sales...I absorbed my parents collection too. I think I was on a one woman mission to save vinyl.
I was so ahead of my time
When working at this music store I met an insomniac who was obsessed with Jazz, 
I can thank him for introducing me to Billie Holiday and Ella Fitzgerald.
These explorations lead into Blues and I knew I was home. 
When I met hubby, one of the first albums he played when we sat down for a good ol' make out session was John Coltrane "Love Supreme" and I knew he was magically the one!
Today a legend in Delta Blues has passed away, it is sad not only that another person has left this world, but that a music icon is gone to the stars.
I watched a re-run of the video music awards and was reminded what made me wander from the radio and Mtv. Crap, absolute plastic music. 
then Adele took the stage and performed and I was reminded what was amazing and wonderful about music.
She made me cry, it was so so beautiful.
I am always listening and buying new music, often surprising myself and hubby with new finds.
I think deep down inside I believe it will keep me healthy and strong and sharp.
Thank you David "Honeyboy" Edwards
You sang to my soul, you reminded me that we all hurt and how we can make something beautiful.

Friday, November 19, 2010

Overheard



I LOVE listening to other peoples conversations in public places. When out with hubby we often shift our conversations to match what we are hearing around us....it is a guilty pleasure we share.
Dinner can be even more entertaining when a good conversation is simply a booth over
or
we are in a funny mood.

Today I was running errands and stopped by the local "get everything here store", I was cold and wearing three layers of clothes and I noticed a bundled up couple, snuggling out in front of the store on the bench.
 I love to watch people in love and I was taken by how close and loving this nomadic couple was being.
The woman nestled into the man, she was sitting on his lap, arm wrapped around him. He had his arm around her waist and they were sharing a cigarette. I could smell the smoke and could see that he was softly speaking to her; as I passed I heard the last part of his sentence " you know what I mean man?" to that I heard her response: " Stop calling me a man, I am a woman and it is really not cool"
His response: "Ok, ok I was just telling a story."

I found this a lovely moment and example how we are all the same

Monday, November 1, 2010

NaBloPoMo



I am off to try it again...can I post something of interest for a month strait?

We are celebrating our 8 year wedding anniversary tonight.
We got married on Dia De Los Muertos.
We wanted to make sure that anyone who had passed could still come to our wedding!
So after 10 years of dating,
 Hubby got a wild hair and asked me to marry him!
I was totally fine to live in sin the rest of our natural life
...but I agreed and boy I am glad I did!

I first meet hubby in a pottery class.
I had just come home from a trip to Europe to study art in Paris and then ended up traveling alone for an additional three months.
On arrival home, I was filled with a pure sense of self and "cahones" and was on the prowl!
I signed up to take a pottery class with my mom at the local community college
and had given myself one of my many ultimatums,
I said to myself, self you get no pleasure from creating things in this class, then it is time to pursue another field of study.
Well on the first day while they were taking attendance a few late comers were coming into the room and one of them was this dark haired guy
and
when I saw him the WHOLE ROOM went black except for him!
 I swear to the heavens...I am telling the truth.
It was there and then that I set forth to find out more about this man....

He never had a chance

I think it took another two classes to get him alone in class,
and when I did I handed him a piece of paper with my phone number on it
and said the smooth line
" It looks like you need to talk, call me"
Much to my surprise he did that night and invited me over to his place the next morning for a homemade breakfast!
I didn't know how to cook so I grabbed the chance for a free meal with a hottie....

We ate, we walked in the rain and that was the first day of the last 18 years!
oh yeah, and I am still making art too.

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