Last night I dreamt of a bird trapped in the house. It was late. He was hop/fluttering up and across the office bookshelves to disappear through a (nonexistent) attic hatch in the closet. When I got a closer look, he had an acquaintance's face. Little Friend BirdMan. How strange, dreaming so recently of new locked doors, and now of new hidden spaces !
un/believable situations in un/known places
so many combinations . . ,
usually all my teeth fall out
, . . but sometimes enough i breathe underwater : )
Wednesday, April 20
Monday, April 18
27
wicked .
tornados tear across the states
through askewville, so aptly named.
free feast with the finest.
sunset on town & country, good bones
more skeletal than you know.
two bob dylans in that beige gallery, echoes of art
: icon in stereo, regardless.
mr. fantastic boogies at the bus stop,
shins frontman has a new g!g.
weekly library visits prove
culturally stimulating,
and sooon a concert
: polyphonic spree indeed.
full moon hike, spring only in the breeze
pitch black mountain waves in a glowing city sea
reflections of the canyon in my heart.
lucky me __so much time__
proximity
progress
+
tornados tear across the states
through askewville, so aptly named.
free feast with the finest.
sunset on town & country, good bones
more skeletal than you know.
two bob dylans in that beige gallery, echoes of art
: icon in stereo, regardless.
mr. fantastic boogies at the bus stop,
shins frontman has a new g!g.
weekly library visits prove
culturally stimulating,
and sooon a concert
: polyphonic spree indeed.
full moon hike, spring only in the breeze
pitch black mountain waves in a glowing city sea
reflections of the canyon in my heart.
lucky me __so much time__
proximity
progress
+
Monday, April 4
april fool
I awoke last night in a cold sweat, hoping I hadn't actually wandered the halls in my sleep. Dreamscape : I wake up in the darkest part of the night and despite a vague urgency, I can't get a single light switch in my house to work. Not one. The only light in the house slips beneath the cracks of my closet door, and I tear it open to find another. locked. door.
Who has the key to a door that =doesn't= exist ?!
The first thing I did this month was go to bed. I don't know what inspired me to turn on the FM radio, but stranger things happen after midnight. ~Love~ national public radio and unknown classical pieces that l?sten to your feelings. Forty-five minutes in : already rocking April in new ways.
Cool breeze, warm sunshine, desert sunday springpeace. I share a daytime SkyBloom with Jianna (but it's magical in the moonlight):
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This after an accidental jaunt through Papago and ASU's SkySong: Center for Innovation, Technology and Imagination. Last year I watched the Phoenix Children's Hospital climb into the sky above Thomas Road, and tonight I notice from the epic 51: so colorfully lit, it glitters like a kaleidoscope.
We've got the makings for greatness, A to Z.
Sliding in at the right time to say goodbye to an old friend.
Never late for the perfect moment.
Free entry to the Phoenix Art Museum (Phart!—it always makes me laugh).
Ann Taylor's personal wardrobe, Théâtre de la Mode,
modest Degas and Picasso ...
so much to soak in/never enough time in any artspAce/Lost in the Unfolding
The best part : fresh interpretive flower arrangements accompanying select pieces throughout the galleries.
Interpretations of interpretations.
Eternal Recurrence.
What isn't ?
:)
Who has the key to a door that =doesn't= exist ?!
The first thing I did this month was go to bed. I don't know what inspired me to turn on the FM radio, but stranger things happen after midnight. ~Love~ national public radio and unknown classical pieces that l?sten to your feelings. Forty-five minutes in : already rocking April in new ways.
Cool breeze, warm sunshine, desert sunday springpeace. I share a daytime SkyBloom with Jianna (but it's magical in the moonlight):
This after an accidental jaunt through Papago and ASU's SkySong: Center for Innovation, Technology and Imagination. Last year I watched the Phoenix Children's Hospital climb into the sky above Thomas Road, and tonight I notice from the epic 51: so colorfully lit, it glitters like a kaleidoscope.
We've got the makings for greatness, A to Z.
Sliding in at the right time to say goodbye to an old friend.
Never late for the perfect moment.
Free entry to the Phoenix Art Museum (Phart!—it always makes me laugh).
Ann Taylor's personal wardrobe, Théâtre de la Mode,
modest Degas and Picasso ...
so much to soak in/never enough time in any artspAce/Lost in the Unfolding
The best part : fresh interpretive flower arrangements accompanying select pieces throughout the galleries.
Interpretations of interpretations.
Eternal Recurrence.
What isn't ?
:)
Friday, April 1
numbers recap
Where would you even begin to pick the highlights for any given month? Andy was telling me about an inadvertently depressing newsletter he wrote for his company that turned out to be pretty hilarious. What can you do but laugh?
earthquakes and waves/revolutions
/new job/two jobs/home/hOme/h0me/roadtrip/friendship
I hope you did lots of things in the sunshine, too
and appreciate the gravity of community : )
loved march .
earthquakes and waves/revolutions
/new job/two jobs/home/hOme/h0me/roadtrip/friendship
I hope you did lots of things in the sunshine, too
and appreciate the gravity of community : )
loved march .
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