Some things are like a fungus on your brain. As soon as the idea plants itself there's nothing getting rid of it.
Those thoughts that you can't shake; the doubtful, vain, selfish, self conscious ideas that roll around our heads all day long. The film that rolls on the back of your eyelids while you're trying to sleep.
If anyone knows how to get rid of the brain fungus that keeps us all up at night, clue me in.
Everyone should take a few minutes out of their day today and listen to "Say Hey (I Love You)" by Michael Franti & Spearhead. It is a great way to start your day...
Fall didn't last too long this year. By now most of the leaves have fallen and been mushed into the ground. The passionate vivid colors that gave fall its new school year push have given way to bleak brown-grey tree limbs and that down to the the bone chill that comes with frosty mornings. Morning routines change to incorporate warmer food and scraping the ice off your windshield. Time moves a bit slower and a little faster at the same time. Winter begins the mad rush to Spring.
But Fall was too short for my liking. I need a little of that in your face Fall ferver to get me back in the homework mood.
Black Friday doesn't have to be bad.
Black isn't death, it's all the colors together. Doesn't it make more sense for white to be evil and black to be good? White just reflects light, but black is welcoming.
Please be safe, treat cashiers like they are people and not evil robots sent to steal Christmas.
Don't push and shove.
I love art that reuses old materials. Mixed media, recycled art, folk art, environmental art, revolutionary art, Arte Povera, all of it.
Creative reuse... with every little piece made of garbage, cheaper, greener (although I hate the hippy connotation that word has now), and more involved. Acquiring enough shit to make this happen takes time, effort and devotion. It's passionate, a way to connect to your art that can't be achieved when the materials you are using are inside your computer or mixed and processed by others.
I love a lot of genres of art, but this is what I want to create.
All-involving, time consuming, and undoubtedly annoying...
Our body is our home. We have to live in it every day. And there are those who hate what they have and there are the ones who take for granted what many don't have. Our constant need to improve our self - for any reason - is normal. Only you have control over your body, and whatever you choose to do to it is on you.
[photo credit: Erica Knight]
Our bodies may be our presentation, but that doesn't take away our control over our self. To live in the same place your whole life takes adjustments. We're stuck in this one body, it's only natural to want to make it exactly how we want it.
