Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Time is a fickle thing. One moment it passes slowly, aging in seconds that linger on for eternity. The next moment it flutters away in the pause between a breath.

I'm holding my breath...

Monday, March 23, 2009


The pain pounds above my left eye. It throbs insistently, trickling slowly down the side and filling the well below the socket. I am working but really I'm not here. I'm floating, my mind sort of resting against the possibility of sleep. I've grown so very tired. Which is nothing new but still irritating and annoying all the same. The weather is just barely beginning to warm up. There are soft murmurings of spring everywhere. Bright cloudless skies where your arms can expand and warm themselves against the sun stretch out as far as the eye can see. If you put on a fleece jacket and sit very still, you can close your eyes and hear the sweet breeze beckon the sleeping flora out of their shells. "Come out, come out" she sings and their sleepy little heads begin to peep out of the damp rich earth that has protected them from the cold heartless hand that is winter. The world around me is slowly awakening - the rebirth has begun.


Wednesday, March 11, 2009

I know, I know, I know it's been a while. It's been a LONG while. It's been so long that I actually sneezed when I opened this journal. Dusty with misuse, I can do nothing but say that life is what it is and unfortunately I am not up for writing or communicating much when I am in one of those phases. Temperamental, moi? You jest.

I though would like to share this video. It makes me smile and it makes me happy. I hope it does the same for you. (I'll be sharing some artwork soon.)