likely its all ( Read more... )

to color.
to sound.
to light.
and to the spaces between.

infinite yellow.

Ask me why I am crying, I bet it will make you smile. Or vice-versa...it's just as likely.

<3

its all about the little things...and the nameless. i am little and to most of the world - and all things that outlast me, i am nameless. but in that i am significant - we are all significant - and to some, i will last forever (i will be forever).

and its all relative.

I flew back from Arizona tonight...and it was indescribable. I've been there so many times but never for the holidays. Everything is so alive...and the spirit is amazing. Nearly every house had lights and decor and even the mountains had displays on them. To think that people bother to climb them, off-trail, every-year dragging extention cords ( Read more... )

MERRY CHRISTMAS AND OTHER ASSORTED DECEMBER HOLIDAYS! WARM WISHES AND LOVE TO YOU ALL!

ew...8 hours of plane in less than 3 hours. but then i get to play with a cactus, and maybe i'll see one posing as a x-mas tree! exciting, no?

<333

I ought to give up bits of myself more often. The greatest things about today were the wide eyes of my friends, when I gave them their gifts. Suddenly, spending a month creating things I knew I would not get to keep seems worth it. Words cannot explain how it feels to watch the emotions sculpted by what my restless hands have made. I don't ( Read more... )

my fingers are lonely if i'm not holding you. so
i create when i cannot make you sing. bends and folds in wires
the bones of figures born from my palms...i want them to dance
like i do - near you.

i dont think i'll spend a single moment without something in my hands...if i am not making my own beauty, i am distracted by yours (and its

Things are moving so quickly these days...it's nearly beyond my comprehension. I don't much mind it, though...just another one of those times ( Read more... )

Today was possibly the best day I've experienced in years. There is no way to assign a reason...it was just one of those things that simply is. I suppose it was partly being so...free-flowing. My ideas and words just rolled - there was no premeditation. Sometime syllables just fall. Pit paid me, perhaps, the most meaingful compliments I can ( Read more... )