I found a mini little amp at Goodwill yesterday so I started jamming on my synth again!
I recorded some new jams this afternoon. I don't know quite what to say about them right now, save I like the overall happening a whole lot. I hope you do, too.
I found a mini little amp at Goodwill yesterday so I started jamming on my synth again!
I recorded some new jams this afternoon. I don't know quite what to say about them right now, save I like the overall happening a whole lot. I hope you do, too.
I didn't sleep well last nite. I spent a majority of the night, pre 1am, reading "Mists of Avalon".
I've got a lot of pages to cover and got distracted there for a little over a week, but now I'm back at it.
The more I read, the harder I find it to stop reading.
Weather is rainy to sunny, rainy to sunny, the last two days.
I picked up a few extra work shifts this week so my internal clock is a little wobbly. That's okay though. So it goes.
I have an exciting art opportunity in the happening, but I will wait to share that when it comes to fruition.
Instinct > Influence
Breathe and see with eyes unclouded.
-ABC
A lot of dreams that feel like reality lately.
The only consistency is the one I admire greatly. She's always there. Strange to myself because I've never dreamt of someone I care about before she floated into my reality.
There's been hints of war, too. At home in Portland, and discussion from a far.
I don't claim to know what it all means, but it seems worth rambling.
I forget the rest of the details until they seem to happen in real life.
to be continued...
-ABC
1/3rd accomplished thus far, laundry is the must. It's been too long.
Thank you Scot for the new book. Before last night I had only read excerpt from this book on the interweb.
I do confess Tim Burton along' s drawings are a huge inspiration on my own. He and Suess as I mentioned a few blog posts before.
That is all for now. Thanks again Scot.
I just realized it's Dr Suess's birthday, he's definitely a huge inspiration in my art.
Thanks Pop Pop for making sure I knew about that magic.
Side Thought.. Thinking about my current state of mind versus a year ago.
Grateful for the present.
The challenge is to do good and be well.
Gathered all my W2's for last year's work. Now to see if Uncle Sam/Papa Trump let's me keep any of it.
When in doubt, sing out!
Sleepwalking Moment SW1052
Instinct is pure; fear is an urge.
...well fads they come and fads they go, but god I love that rock n' roll..."
-Modest Mouse
Nothing sobers me like a good rain.
Also there is something uniquely satisfying about breaking down cardboard boxes.
I intended to write this out a few days sooner, but if you live in Portland, Oregon and yet to notice the cherry blossoms are blooming.
I believe 2018 is the year we either learn to talk it out or we'll end up blowing ourselves up...
Filled with good intent, fueled by fear we'll all become monsters...
Sleepwalking Moment SW1067
2017 has been the most challenging, inwardly and outwardly, of my life to date.
Rather than focus on those times I'd like to take the last few moments of 2017 to give gratitude; to the trees which continually refill me with patience and perseverance and to the goddess who helped me see beyond the third dimension.
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
Sleepwalking Moment SW1094
the internet is a crazy place. don't forget to localize and harmonize. this place is only secondary. #ifyawannarevolution
that being said, i go through phases with the internet since my last band ended back in Florida. If I am going to be a part of it, I keep it genuine. I do intend to engage more this upcoming year via interwebs. More posts. More rambles.
These days I am remembering espresso and internet were my first vices and dropping some of the more recent.
Starting with tobacco. It's a waste of my money and a distraction from singing out and being fully in the moment. My hands don't fidget as much. What's that about? Not cool.
I bought Smoggie Catt a "space box" for Christmas, at least that's what we're calling it. It's a diamond shaped box with all sides being cardboard scratch posts except one that she can climb in and scratch or sleep in.
I started reading 1984, it's taking me a moment to get into. Thus my typing and internetting at the moment. Maybe I had too much coffee. Either making use of all this energy while doing as the doc said and being still for few days. That's hard to do.
My friend Jackie Jones is on her way to town. She lives in Washington but we met in Portland. I've blogged about her before.
I'm going to write some words and draw on paper not web now.
In less than 30 minutes I'll be getting a vasectomy. One of the most responsible decisions adult me has ever made.
I understand some people wait their whole lives for kids.
I am a wanderer and an artist. My travels and my art, written word, and music are and will always be my "kids".
You never hear about Van Gogh's son or Shakespeare's daughter. That is the importance of this decision.
I was walking in the rain
It's not cold but it ain't warm
I'm layered well, though
It's hypnotic to me
Therapeutic indeed
The soggy streets and steady drizzle
Early morning mist
The fog that comforts the mountains
The leaves are mostly gone now
It is officially winter
For those who are awake and not in the know, there's a meteor shower tonight.
Peak time is 1-2am Pacific Time. Put down your cell phones and watch the sky glow.