Wednesday, July 01, 2009
Monday, June 29, 2009
Saturday, June 27, 2009
A Pecking Party
(and no, not the Group Therapy kind)
We were a little slow at organization today but
at the end, our lovely picnic/rest of the day worked out.
(and no, not the Group Therapy kind)
We were a little slow at organization today but
at the end, our lovely picnic/rest of the day worked out.
after stuffing ourselves with lots of eatables,
we lured the ducks(and a goose) over with stale goldfish.
we lured the ducks(and a goose) over with stale goldfish.
Nap time came but we did not napfor fear of Nemesis Duck's attack
so we just shared things in a circle
(like in kindergarten..but not)
--
we drew smiling kitties, flowers, hearts, and played tic-tac-toe

then we drank 100 grams of sugar each, devoured cinnamon rolls, and ate more food
while staring at a colorful talking box for 4 hours.
Navid official-ized the friendship between us as he reached the point of
comfortableness throughout the day
and then crossed the line..
thanks Navid,
we love your popped pimples, chapped lip, and goldfish stuck in teeth...
while staring at a colorful talking box for 4 hours.
Navid official-ized the friendship between us as he reached the point of
comfortableness throughout the day
and then crossed the line..
thanks Navid,
we love your popped pimples, chapped lip, and goldfish stuck in teeth...
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
I've searched for the Matisse print of
Nasturtiums and the Dance
high n' low to decorate my room next year.
But I couldn't find the right size/color/price/etc
so I painted my own.
Diana and I would turn on the Amelie soundtrack
and oil paint in the living room on sunny afternoons.
Today, I grabbed my unfinished painting and joined the dance
inspired by Henri as well as
Futurism(note the superimposition)
high n' low to decorate my room next year.
But I couldn't find the right size/color/price/etc
so I painted my own.
Diana and I would turn on the Amelie soundtrack
and oil paint in the living room on sunny afternoons.
Today, I grabbed my unfinished painting and joined the dance
inspired by Henri as well asFuturism(note the superimposition)
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Friday, June 05, 2009
Wednesday, June 03, 2009
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
There they laid in incubators.
Tiny, helpless, and fragile.
One struggled to yawn (or breathe).
Most had deflated paper thin chests
and looked like they would tear if you touched them.
One opened her day-old eyes
and the black marbles stared curiously at me.
.
how lucky we all are
(to live)
.
welcome to the world;
day #1 of your itty bitty lives.
Tiny, helpless, and fragile.
One struggled to yawn (or breathe).
Most had deflated paper thin chests
and looked like they would tear if you touched them.
One opened her day-old eyes
and the black marbles stared curiously at me.
.
how lucky we all are
(to live)
.
welcome to the world;
day #1 of your itty bitty lives.
Monday, May 25, 2009
Friday, May 22, 2009
Monday, May 18, 2009
Monday, May 11, 2009
"(sitting in a tree-)
o small you
sitting in a tree-
sitting in a treetop
riding on a greenest
riding on a green
o small you
sitting in a tree-
sitting in a treetop
riding on a greenest
riding on a green
(o little i)
riding on a leaf
riding on a leaf
o least who
.. . .. .. .. .. .... .
things make more sense
when you stop trying to make them make sense.
sing small thing
dance little joy
dance little joy
(shine most prayer)"
. e e Cummings, Matisse.<3.. . .. .. .. .. .... .
things make more sense
when you stop trying to make them make sense.
Saturday, May 09, 2009
Wednesday, May 06, 2009
Sunday, May 03, 2009
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