Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

it's a day for exploring colours on paper
mixing acrylics, pastels and water colour
throwing in a syllable or not
passing through the linear into the zone where only i can roam

enough calendar obligations
appointments kept and left waiting
offering myself to others
enough output
and a little input
a lot of input
a stroll in limbo with mess and texture
february first is no ordinary friday
it's a day for fun

Friday is pie day
One cherry one apple

Listening to the Wizard of Oz while I peel the apples
Interview from a radio station in Finland about his memoir:
A Tale of Love & Darkness
http://www.rte.ie/radio1/doconone/1180424.html

His father told him that:
"The world revolves around the hand that writes"

but what's up with Saturday?
stale coffee no chocolate donuts
no spark no zam no money no glam
give me a bite of life
or Dr.Pepper in my veins
i want Saturday back!

Feb 2
New Berlin about an hour before my sunset.

Saturn day, people in my karass tell me it is the holiest day of the year.

Sunny warm calm day, beautiful ride in the warm sunshine.

Pi are not square
see you round like a donut

February 3, super sunday headed towards super tuesday. Still got half an apple pie left. I gave the cherry to a friend.

Warm and balmy a false spring day with a light rain and mist in the morning. Reminds me of one of those Camelot days.

For Dorothy there was no place like home.
And I feel like a Martian as I watch the patriotic hype during the superbowl.
A stranger in this strange land that seems to grow stranger everyday.


Sunday is the first day of the week for me, my week off to a good start, I hope yours is going well also.

Started my own february
Leaping into february jam

I probably should put this on wireman's Clay Vigil GO
but I was thinking of you too.
Native Texans are Zionists in their own way. My brother in law is that way, the one I affectionally call The Bear. He just could not live anywhere else but texas.

just say highjack

highjack

february 5th
another tuesday in a land of not enough.
t'ai chi tonight.
swords and form and balance
youtube imagery to keep me in a satin frame of mind

monday into tuesday pain
escape from sleep
dry tongue
bladder runs
hate this stuff
fever up
looking for ...
cool blue blankets...
to keep warm...
but not hot?

moonday
feb 11th
gave up pot for lent
want that visionary clarity
commence tai chi
i did manage sitting at the wall
waiting for lungs and brain to clear
it feels good to know this mind
to know that this is enough

somehow you and satin go together
mercy
altho i can see texas trucker in satin as well
and the alien poet
so what the hay
where there's satin
there is balance annd poise
amidst
anger and fear
satin flow
satin weave

for comfort
and trust