Lovely. I listened to Harry Belafonte over at Noelle Rene's place yesterday and one line in Try to Remember goes: without the hurt, the heart is hollow.
Meri, It is a stunning photograph in both simplicity and depth. Love and sadness may have a sort of twinship yes. We are always seeking some part of our lost Self in the Other, whether it is in the physical or some physical manifestation of the divine.
To all of you whose emails show up as "no reply," I am grateful for your comments. I'd love to be able to answer you individually, but that's how it goes.
I love reading all your haikus. They touch me, make me think, sometimes cause awe because of your facility with words, sometimes make me laugh (like John's post today, continuing as it does after the haiku).
So. . . according to the time and place of my birth, my Sun is in Virgo. My Moon is in Scorpio. My rising sign (Ascendant) is in Aries. I tend toward perfectionism and can be critical, sometimes directing it at others but mostly toward myself. I have emotional depth and when I fall in love, I'm totally committed and expect the same of my Beloved (though my secret fear is betrayal). I like being active and my mind is quick. Knowledge is important to me, as is mastery of things that interest me. I tend to dive into things headfirst and sometimes I let myself go hogwild. . . and wear myself out. And often, once I know as much about something as I need to know, I lose interest and am off to the next shiny thing. What's your profile? (And I know that the good stuff applies, but the bad stuff is just so much bunk.)
It's been a while since I worked in my "real" art journal, the one I collage and draw in after having painted the watercolor paper pages with liquid watercolors. Well. . . painted is probably not an accurate depiction, since I usually saturate a wadded up paper towel and smear the damp paint on, or maybe sponge it on. And then wait. And wait. Waiting for the page to dry. Then I begin to glue various things onto pages with Yes paste or acrylic gel medium. And wait again. It can sometimes take two or three days to find just the right things for the page, adhere them, and wait for the layer to dry so I can build in the next one. Meanwhile, the thickness of my art journal expands like an unruly waistline. Digital art journaling, on the other hand, is much tidier. And quicker. And just as layered and nuanced. I make these babies on Polyvore.com. If you're interested in learning how, email me (meriak@y...
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it is as simple as that.
Happy Haiku My Heart Friday, Meri !
It is a stunning photograph in both simplicity and depth. Love and sadness may have a sort of twinship yes. We are always seeking some part of our lost Self in the Other, whether it is in the physical or some physical manifestation of the divine.
Elizabeth Berg's book about writing is wonderful. : )
What would you have done
had you seen the nameless saint
weeping for the world?
Haiku My Heart…at the Oasis
John
I love reading all your haikus. They touch me, make me think, sometimes cause awe because of your facility with words, sometimes make me laugh (like John's post today, continuing as it does after the haiku).
thought you might like to know i wrote a poem and posted it on my blog, baby steps... :)