I’m Dorothy. Wizard of Oz Dorothy. In the Black and White part of the movie. She has just landed hard after the tornado took the house. She heads for the front door, slowly, she opens it. That moment, right before she steps outside is what I feel like; what has been let loose? What will I ศee? My life is now in technicolor.
What’s New
The Present Moment
I wrote this at Christmas time. Not sure why I didn’t post.
What am I experiencing right now? “The ‘din’ of voices. Sitting in a public house, listening to the low drone of human voices having soft conversations. The soprano section is upset about not finding street parking. The tenors are in love with whiskey and gossip. The Altos are deciding what to order. The bass section holds the beat, and just laughs. The contemporary Christmas music is the Metronome of the evening.
Omg. The garlic, warm chowder surrounds my head with its comforting aroma.
The entire Symphony of sounds is slowly raising as more elixir is consumed. By 6p, I won’t be able to hear myself. It is intoxicating to me.
Human interaction, connection, love, tolerance… they are all in the room with me. Right now.
And I notice. Right now.
Happy Easter
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“Rue in Paris”, Paris sketch, $20. 00
Looking back through my photos, I took three separate shots of this building at three separate times, on three separate days: one at night and two during the day. I must have really been drawn to it. Ha. It was near where I was staying, but sadly I cannot tell you which rue.
Isn’t it magnificent? I played with a little black glitter on the roof. Imagine lots of cars and pedestrians in front of it. I didn’t feel like portraying them. ๐
Available. $20.00 framed
“Aquarelle”, Paris sketch, $20.00
The afternoon I visited Le museรฉ Eugรจne-Delacroix, I found Rue de Buci. It is a charming, pedestrian street with cafes and stores. I was feeling a little homesick so I ducked into a vietnamese restaurant and had a delicious bowl of
pho. Aquarelle was exquisite. If I lived in the neighborhood, I would pop in at least one a week.
$20.00 framed.
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ๆญก่ฟไพๅฐๆ็็ถฒ็ซ๏ผๆๅพ้ซ่ไฝ ๆญฃๅจ่จชๅ็ใ่ซๆฌฃ่ณๆ็่่กใๆๅธๆๅฎinpiresไฝ ใ 💟
่ซๅ่ซไปปไฝ้ฏ่ชคใๆ็จ่ฐทๆญ็ฟป่ญฏใ
Welcome to my website! I am so glad you are visiting. Please enjoy my beautiful creations. I hope you feel inspired. 💖
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Welcome to my website. Please enjoy my beautiful creations. I hope you feel inspired! Shalom. 💖
ืื ืืืืื ืืืจืืงืืื ืืืืื ืช ืืืฉืื ืืืื . ืื ื ืืืื ืชืืืืจืื , ืฆืืืจ ืฉืื , ืจืืืื,ืืจืืชืื . ืื ืฉืืชื ืืืฆืจ ืขื ?
Loving Paris II-Defying Hate
It doesn’t matter. None of it.
It doesn’t matter that hate ruled one day. One day on a list of tens of thousands of days. A day with one check mark next to it. On that list of days and days, that day the sun still warmed the fog and the frost off the world. Horns honked and people rushed to beat the crossing traffic. All going some where.
This matters.
A million people want to see you again, walk you again, sit and have cafรฉ again. Discover you, ย all over again, happen upon a patisserie, again. Some will enjoy a first purchase of le pain and eclair. Why does it all taste so good here?
Shiny cobble matters. You matter, cobble, taken up for repair and replacement. ย Cared for you so much they give you a new start, to be cracked, become uneven, and worn, again. Thousands of stones getting a new start, again.
A million of us long to be lost again. To wander the rues and alleys unknown and unseen before, to wear out our maps and make holes in the folds, again.
You are the gem I mine for, buried in my rock of routine. You are the world’s absolute symbol of love and everyone wants you, again.
And that matters.