Monday, September 28, 2009

Mother and Father, Bookends of Me

The branch bends away, always away.

My father is a stilt walker
and his father was a farmer.
My father uses reason as a weapon
and his father used corporal punishment.
My father works in the theater of the heart
and his father's hands were calloused most of his life.

My mother is a healer
and her mother used pills.
My mother meditates
and her mother slept.
My mother knows there is something bigger
and her mother never wondered.

It is stunning where we come from
and what we do with that.

The branch bends away, always away.

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Good freinds shine like stars without knowing it

"...The Space Marauder comes in different shapes, sizes and sounds. Sometimes, she's 15 feet tall and walks along the street toward the grocery store to get some trail mix and some toilet paper. She ducks her head to avoid tree branches. You walk next to her and your head comes up to her knees. Residents slowly turn and stop conversations in mid-flow and gape. The Space Marauder smiles, nods to them and greets them with a friendly 'hello'. Her stride isn't too exaggerated but you have to take three steps to her one. After a block, you don't even notice the resident's stares. That's the effect of the Space Marauder. You feel calm and everything is the way it needs to be."
Excerpt from Sept 18th entry of The Age Of Raisin

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Monday, September 21, 2009

Courtesy Not So Common

I think perhaps we, as a society, are in need of a refresher in Miss Manners common courtesy etiquette. In all domains from traffic to chat rooms people seem to have forgotten that there are other people around them effected by what they do. We seem to have forgotten that anger and entitlement are not decent reactions to every day minor annoyances. Perhaps what we need is to have it spelled out for us in a concise list of appropriate behavior so we become more aware of what it is we do and why we keep getting those sour faces and rude replies. I would not be against it being taught in school for a generation or two.

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Monday, September 14, 2009

Few things

There are few things I can think of more inviting than this.


Tuesday, September 08, 2009

The ability to deal

i warn you against falling prey to the “but it’s not like i imagined it” syndrome.

this actually applies to any and all art. it will be one way in your head. then it will look different on the canvas. you deal, you adjust, you change your head-picture, you adjust.

the ability to deal is the talent, not the perfection in your head. nobody will ever see the perfection in your head. sorry.

this is why some artists kill themselves.
—Amanda Palmer

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