Sunday, November 22, 2009

remembrances


They were like
fossils
her feet

They took part in

Deep
grooves

playful folds

and

silence

like a drought.


Her elbows

or
"billbows"
said in a french accent

could be molded into wild
creatures

A pinch of skin between the fingers^

a world

a bird

a home

Hand held rivers

and


in winter

dewdrop nose
would freeze like
icicle...

I did not forget
don't worry.





I am pattern

and

I am breaking
.



Thursday, November 5, 2009

meet The CAT.

OK.
back to
the cute things in life.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

I have NO questions.


Something you may
or may not know about me


I...


Have a raging
FEMINIST
inside of me


and I will

NOT

apologize.


I do not need
a lesson on how to be

A WOMAN.


within
proves
it.


your ideas are
old
and are being
discontinued that's why.

Silence
hurts
my throat

and
my stomach
wants
you to know
that

MY
FREEDOM

is
not a THREAT.

so
thank you

BUT

no thank you.


Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Bloom


Future droughts
may not be so well intended.

acrylic on canvas
by
Kris for short
Oct. 2009


Saturday, October 3, 2009

Tuesday, September 15, 2009


Oil on canvas
by
kris for short
date...
a long time ago

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Peace

Your hand opens and closes and opens and closes. If it were always a fist or always stretched open, you would be paralyzed. Your deepest presence is in every small contracting and expanding, the two as beautifully balanced and coordinated as bird wings. – Rumi


Oil on canvas
by
kris for short
1998

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

the scientific approach




Like falling backwards into space

A mixture of liquid and magnet
that must work to stay contained
as though the fibers could stretch and pull
and become separated

The heart presses itself
and reaches

The sound alone is distracting


The movements stay connected and familiar

There are no words
and the resistance ancient

Monday, August 24, 2009

pie

Maybe if I stay here long enough...
something
...

nope.

Not enough information.

It doesn't
have to be a formal introduction.

Maybe we should start over.

sliver

Truce.

Brother
Soldier
Lover

Slave
Servant
Concubine

Equal


Thursday, August 20, 2009

Impostor





So...I've been given an AWARD! I know. I can't believe it either. Miss Mia author of http://fromtheboardoflucys.blogspot.com has given me the Honest Scrap Award! Thank you Mia.

Here are the rules:

* “The Honest Scrap” award is not one to hold all to your self but it must be shared!* The recipient has to tell 10 true things about themselves in their blog that no one else knows.* The recipient has to pass along this prestigious award to 10 more bloggers.* Those 10 bloggers all have to be notified they have been given this award.* Those 10 bloggers should link back to the blog that awarded them.

So...10 things you may or may not know about me...

1. actually I'm an impostor...or at least it feels like it...I don't really belong here...or here...or...here! There may not be any facts to support this conclusion of mine or the facts may prove the opposite...however, this is all a trick. Maybe you can relate?


2. love is a wonderful thing...my main squeeze is a teddy bear.


3. when I was little I was a kleptomaniac...only lasted a couple years...I don't think I've told anyone that....shhhhhh!


4. I'm terrified that people will laugh at me...even though...I'm a bit funny :)


5. I'm completely directionally challenged...but that's no secret.

6. I had to have knee surgery because I tore my meniscus while tying my shoelaces!!!

7. I believe in angels...they believe in me too.

8. My Venus is rising...apparently.

9. My Mars too I think

10. On new moons I write blank checks to make sure I always have enough money...Oh and yes I'm a bit of a hippy :)

the Honest scrap award goes toooooooooooo ooooo...
1. drunkloveheart.blogspot.com
2.little-birds.blogspot.com

I must apologies...I am breaking the rules...I am not well versed in the bloggy blog world so if you have any suggestions or if you feel someone is deserving of this prestigious award please let me know.









Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Aunt Oddly


I know

It's a little

S T R A N G E

but it comes
so naturally
and
I just have to let it out
once in a while
like a giggle
or chuckle
or a scream
or something...

just so I don't feel so...


transparent

or something...


Friday, August 14, 2009

Bobby

thank you for reminding me
that trust
is
most important!

Just like
Blue and Green
and funny.

Thursday, August 13, 2009

change


"The Universe

does

Not

Discriminate."

Charlotte Turvey

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Monday, August 3, 2009

"create and be free"

yes.




Hope.



Something wants
me

to
awaken

to
reveal,
strip bare,
discard
and open.

It
might be altogether
too much

Or

perhaps not enough.


So...
I wait.

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

the Great Ness monster

YOU

are difficult

a million squared
to the power
of
twelve

See?
the spaces between
are getting in the way.

I'll just have to settle with

Great


And

that you scare me


a little.









Tuesday, July 28, 2009

potential

it could go either
way really...


that's all.
for
now.



Wednesday, July 8, 2009

achy breaky


happy
french
chocolate
love

brownie
by
Zela

Friday, July 3, 2009

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Sunday, June 28, 2009

meet the neighbors



Who?

Oh
that's just
a little

Fear.

huh?
who?

Oh no that's Anxiety

Worry is right

over
there--->

now Guilt...

GUILT


in capital

letters
is

REALLY


important

don't forget about him!

Who's that scraggly looking fellow
<-----over there

oh that?
that's Love.

He's always inviting himself
to these shindigs

not sure what he's doing here.

Huh.

Thursday, June 25, 2009

fragments

curious moon
and the dark
is out.

silence?

I should know you by now
or at least
feel comfortable

giving you a hug.

I like

the sound of your voice
from inside your chest.

I could stay here

with my heart pressed
but
there are things to tend to
candy rock hunting season
is almost
over.

strange


cold clocks
are running
backwards

green apple
dresses
are inviting
sleep








Wednesday, June 24, 2009

arranged neatly and in order




"The shadow life occurs when writers, painters, dancers, mothers, seekers, mystics, students, or journeywomen stop writing, painting, dancing, mothering, looking, peering, learning, practicing. They might stop because whatever they just spent long with did not come out the way they had hoped, or did not receive the recognition it deserved, or countless other reasons. When the maker stops for whatever reason, the energy that naturally flows to her is diverted underground, where it surfaces whenever and wherever it can. Because a woman feels she cannot in daylight go full-bore at whatever it is she wants, she begins to lead a strange double life, pretending one thing in daylight hours, acting another way when she gets a chance.

When a woman pretends to press her life down into a nice tidy little package, all she accomplishes is spring-loading all her vital energy down to shadow. "fine, I'm fine," such a woman says. We look at her across the room or in a mirror. We know she is not fine. Then one day, we hear she has taken up with a piccolo player and has run off to Tippicanoe to be a pool hall queen. And we wonder what happened, because we know she hates piccolo players and always wanted to live on Orcas island, not in Tippicanoe, and she never before mentioned anything about pool halls."

Women who run with Wolves
by Clarissa Pinkola Estes
chapter 8
Self-preservation: identifying leg traps,
Cages,
and Poisoned Bait


the shadow

poison


you think it's weird
don't
you?

a little

resentment.

mixed with

a little


bit
of
RAGE.


I threw a shoe at you.

or maybe

it was

a phone




“The psychological rule says that when an inner situation is not made conscious, it happens outside as fate. That is to say, when the individual remains undivided and does not become conscious of his inner opposite, the world must perforce act out the conflict and be torn into opposing halves.”

— DR. CARL GUSTAV JUNG

oil on canvas BY Kris for short

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

water

Nostalgia

turn up the volume.
boost the color.
change
me.

But I like you this way
stay
and
we'll talk
I miss you

Turn up the volume
change the channel
run around naked

Be with me


but I just saw you yesterday
and the day before
today
and today
I want to be like music





Acceptance


Of Self

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

In Search of the Authentic


And the imperfect.

knowing


this
may
require
a
new
camera.

Monday, June 15, 2009

color


that's all.

tick-tock




I Knew this girl
who documented her time waiting
by
photocopying her nipples...


But i'm not that creative.



Sunday, June 14, 2009

Beacons of Light


this
is different than all the others
THIS
is for the souls of the forgotten
for the beautiful
the needy
powerless
and the vulnerable.
this
is not about hope.
this
is about remembering,
and in believing,
YOU
will find the other*

acrylic on canvas
by Kris for short

It's too late to be a pessimist

http://www.youtube.com/homeproject

Saturday, June 13, 2009

open



acrylic on canvas

by kris for short

Friday, June 12, 2009

We Are All Just Mirrors

"You're Saying there's a place in my brain who's job it is to live in other peoples minds...in other peoples bodies?

That's right!"

and for those that may need a rational explanation...here you go.
http://scienceandreason.blogspot.com/2006/02/mirror-neurons.html

video

Thursday, June 11, 2009

I'm listening

"There is a vitality, a life force, a quickening that is translated through you into action, and because there is only one of you in all time, this expression is unique. And if you block it, it will never exist through any other medium and will be lost. The world will not have it.
It is not your business to determine how good it is; nor how valuable it is; nor how it compares with other expressions. It is your business to keep it yours, clearly and directly, to keep the channel OPEN. You do not even have to believe in yourself or your work. You have to keep open and aware directly to the urges that motivate you. Keep the channel open. No artist is pleased. There is no satisfaction whatever at any time. There is only a queer, divine dissatisfaction, a blessed UnReSt that keeps us marching and makes us more alive than the others"

Martha Graham to Agnes De mille

"Will You Be An Outlaw For My Love"


colored pencil drawing transitioned through photoshop
altered to Giclee
transformed onto canvas
by Kris for short

How do you categorize Your...?


drawing by Zela age 6

right brain left brain

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

follow the leader


Freedom?X-ray photo courtesy of Larry Nienaber

self-sufficiency




Life
Death
and
Rebirth

so you've decided to blog have you?


Yes, yes I have.

that's nice
but what will it be about?

umm...
not sure.
you'll just have to see.
life does that you know?
show you
what it's
about.

ok then.

ok.

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

old story




SCATTER BRAINS and rattle snakes
puppy dog eyes
happy grinning fading
smiles
ginger bread houses
and looks can be deceiving

"nobody knows the trouble I've seen... nobody knows the..."

still numb
and confessions to bear
and you're gone
around the block
only to meet a man with red pants and a heavy accent
to molest your feet
and your soul
so you run away
again

pour tous les jours de ma vie

En Construction