Mariposa

I've been contemplating my intuition. That nagging voice in the back of your head that tells you something isn't right, something is off, something is different. I listen to that voice quite a bit as it has never really been off the mark. I tend to pick up on the nuances of body language and inflection of voice. Perhaps that is what makes me good at reading people. I quietly analyze behind my defenses and wonder if this time I will be wrong.

I hate it when people change towards me. I rack my brains wondering what have I done wrong and pretend I don't notice.

I know this is old and most of you who visit have seen this on youtube but I'll place it here for posterity anyway.

Questionable

This is what I want.. to catch the whimsical -- that sweetness and elegance in being simple and bright. I want to capture translucent light that filters through gauze and the playful breeze that billows through trees. I want to hear my song sing itself in that way that only I can decode. I want to be female. Strong but soft, bold but subtle. I want to be succulent and warm to the touch. I want to be simple yet complicated, layered like a good plot in a book. I want to be something more, something else and yet be me.

I want to be this. Achieve it to be it is what I say but I hold back and I wait. I need to stop looking for the start gun to go off and just go.

I want my heart song... in gentle defiance of what people think it should be.

Dunce

From people that you work with that don't quite "get" it to 8 children who seem to have lost their way in the path of love and humanity, it seems that Albert Einstein just says it best.





I haven't been doing much lately. My daughter has the stomach flu, I've been sick as well and work is well hectic. I am working on a series of paintings for my daughters room. It will be fun to share those here. I've already begun cutting out butterflies for the first one.

Slump, slump, slump, slump

First because she said she is stalking me. I love you, Candace! Forgive my lame self for not contacting you. I'm an idiot. I am, I'm sorry. :\

I've been in a creative slump lately. This was my last youtube venture.

The Rabbit Hole

How far does the Rabbit hole go? As deep as the imagination allows.

Cathedrals

Circus Runaway

There are days where I would like to run away with the circus. Funny enough I never wanted to run away with them as a little girl. As an adult... well that seems to be a different story. :)


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