She's a young one with sad eyes called "With all her imperfections."
Can you love her with all her imperfections? Can you forgive her moody ways, her tendency to frown instead of smile? Can you love her shyness, her uneven horizons?
She spits out poetry like she's on a stage show before college kids smoking herbal cigarettes and talking about diversity. She'll never fit in with them because she thinks they're shallow, but she can't bring herself to stop the verse.
Her eyes have been wide shut to ambition, calling it the true path to unhappiness. Her eyes have been wide shut to the clamor of panels on the news telling her how she should feel about the newest outrage, describing it as "woke". She can't stand it. She feels too much, says too much, writes too much and excels at imperfection, but she needs you to love her. With all her imperfections, can you still love her?
Her face is the canvas of her few years of life. There's still room on her cheeks for roses, still time for the love of life to kiss her lips pink. The brow line still rises and behind sad eyes there is living hope.
Can you still love her? With all her imperfections, can you still love her?
I sold a painting that I figured would never, ever sell. What's cool about this painting is that it may not be for everyone but I know the reason I created her. When I see her I think of a well rooted woman, fierce, natural and strong. Before putting her in the room divider with art, I had her in a wood frame with carvings on it. It seemed to fit her well. I'm happy she found a wall of her own. That's very cool.
Moving from the art area to plants, I see my sweet potato plant is in need of a new pot. I like self watering systems because of how handicapped friendly they are. You can decide if the handicap is poor watering habits or Lupus, either way, it helps keep my plants alive longer when they sit above the water source.
My girl Jane decided it would be a good idea to sip from my Starbucks coffee. This means she slept 16 hours that day instead of 18. I couldn't believe she just got up and started drinking from my cup. What on earth? Have you lost your mind? I could have sworn we had an agreement: stay away from my food.
Usually when I bring something in the house something else has to go but with the sale at Petco going on I've decided to break that rule. I really like the way the plant area is set up so when the new aquarium comes on Monday it'll sit in a different spot. I'm staying with the Philodendron plant and a peace lily. Those plants grow crazy in a 20 gallon tall terrarium like the one I'm getting. ...continue reading →
This is some of the art I'm working on. It's art on paper, of course.
One - watercolor and acrylic. She is wild and Untamed.
Two - watercolor and acrylic. I've lost my way on this one so it hangs waiting for the aha moment.
"Black Butterfly" - I'd never seen a black butterfly until a year ago. When I finally saw this beauty there wasn't one but two by the flowering bush. Unforgettable. "Black Butterfly" is on the easel.
If not for the detailed view, people may have been distracted by the placement of color and missed the serenity if not joy of this little child.
"Bless the Child" is also on the easel
I didn't want a large project this year because I already have 2 to complete, but I saw a painting in my head while talking to my therapist. That painting will need to hit paper. The painting I spoke of months ago and said I needed to put it on paper has yet to be done but it's on my mind heavy and will begin soon.
Wednesday was quiet and uneventful which is exactly how I like it here where the sun drips.
After a less than favorable awakening by Ms Kitty Extraordinaire, I played a few games of Swiped Gems Live and fell asleep. I got up a bit later and messed around with some Jade plants and a few other succulents. I messed around with the frogs, played with the cat then did some studying.
There were moments of high pain that I managed with heat and distraction but for the most part, Wednesday was quiet and lazy. I did run the vacuum in the entire apartment as well as dusting. It was well past 10 before I had the first meal of the day, egg rolls and tea.
I just realized now that it's almost 8 am. I'd ask where the day has gone but I know I slept most of it away, which is what I planned and needed. I could use 2 or 3 more days like this and I believe I'd feel my normal separation from sanity as opposed to total disconnect. lol
After the amount of deep sleep gotten these last few days, I honestly feel like I am somewhat refreshed. A bit of assurance concerning the medical doctor situation has something to do with it. I'll talk more about that later. For now, I'll just say today was a good day.
At some point I think I'll talk about this bedroom.
A short hospital stay was needed. I'm home recovering but I'm not to go anywhere. I was grateful that 3 from my care team responded after hours, including over the week end. They got me all squared away .... not to mention super drugged.
I said I wouldn't take narcotics unless its absolutely necessary. Well, it was absolutely necessary. Several days of going through that crap was enough! I'm still very tired, still not keeping anything down and still feel like crap but I don't hurt nearly as badly as I did. I'm down to a 7, which I hardly ever see even with this much stuff in my system.
I'm sleeping a lot, at odd hours as usual, but its good sleep. The elders from the Hall have been very helpful, so have the sisters.
Here's another My Face My Art piece created here in bed. She's wearing Nesting Place 2 on the left side of the screen and Reed 1 on the right. Also to the right of the screen there's a tiny bit of texture from the small drawing New Dimensions.
Back to sleep I go. I talk to Dr. D on the phone tomorrow afternoon. He was one on my care team that responded after hours.