Tuesday, May 25, 2010

The other Dylan...

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Dylan Thomas, 1951 or 1952

Thursday, May 20, 2010

My lovely Anais..........

It was a bizarre bipolar weather day here in Seattle with sunshine one minute and hail the next. In a way I thought it was very feminine...its a very sensual way the clouds roll in from off the horizon darkening everything to a greenish sepia glow...perfect for a little reading. Inspired by the weather I pulled out an old favorite Delta of Venus,,,Julien is still in France so I don't feel too guilty bringing it out {shhhhhh!!!} and even though I must have read everything Anais Nin has ever written at least twice, for some reason her quotes were jumping out at me coming to life....I could almost hear her gracefully accented purr as she told me the exact words I had needed to hear. I won't bore you with too much detail but roll these pretties around in your mind for a little...It was almost like a soothing balm for me, the older sister sharing her wisdom. I'm sure you can dig ;-)

"We don't see things as they are, we see things as we are." Anais Nin

"I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naive or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a women." Anais Nin 

"There came a time where the risk to remain tight in the bud, was more painful than the risk it took to blossom." Anais Nin

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

The Queen of all that Rocks

*sigh* my ultimate girl crush, Stevie Nicks.

A nostalgic look at my mother's jewelry

My mother is part Native American and part Romani Gypsy (some Irish and Slavic in there as well but let's not ruin the romance) and both cultures had a thing for over sized colored jewelry...my mother and her sisters especially included circa the `1980's. Anyhow, as a little girl I used to look at pieces such as these as a symbol of adulthood because my entire family wore the big gaudy silver eagles and over sized stones. I remember looking at my aunt's finger that had swollen past the point of comfort around her large silver turquoise ring (that I now own) and she wore it with such pride. In those day's I was certain I would grow up into a ballerina and dance far far away from my poorly dressed and accessorized family although now as an adult (or at least cleverly disguised as one) I would squeeze out every last childhood tear all over again just to go back and play in these womens closets and jewelry boxes. My mother and aunts prefer more modest jewelry these days although staying true to there native roots, and somehow I find myself pining over days of fashion lost. I can not get enough of the handmade American turquoise jewelry. I will be taking Julien to some of the old reservations of the southwest this summer to buy jewelry and art and we should be able to bring enough back to France to share. It's a must have for every summer wardrobe.

A sad tale of love and loss,...the one that got away....

I still dream of you...

Putting your best foot forward.....

Tell me these weren't made for a sabbath.

Freedom is my artform.

So maybe it's a cliché, I am American and obsessed with Easy Rider....but fuck it, it could be worse. It's all about freedom my brothers and sisters ;-) Dig and enjoy.

Get your motor runnin......

And we're off...about me says it all so just sit back and enjoy the ride. xo