1996 Untitled, detail from mixed media
I have been awake since 5 a.m. The rain outside is comforting...soothing. This early morning has become a favorite time for me – a little gift I give myself. My morning ritual is made up of yoga practice and meditation followed by writing. I love knowing a lot of my neighbors are still sleeping. I have a busy day ahead...I need to complete a (gorgeous) necklace and begin to make some more cards. After classes, I am meeting my Mom to attend international poetry readings. Since it’s raining, I don’t have to worry about blow-drying my hair...what will I wear?...something that goes with the necklace I suppose...and what about meeting Fernando Botero?...that will have to be on another occasion, perhaps when he paints that portrait of me...
excerpt from my journal
Updated Daily: January 2007 - February 2020
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2007
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November
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- ageless souls soar
- being grateful
- forest song
- Musa Matriarcal
- vida verde - green life
- brad pitt & my wedding
- mother ocean's womb
- over stimulation
- ANOTHER holiday
- how great how happy - really?
- an ex-president & cuff links
- figs & diamonds
- memory soup
- tassology
- cry of hunger
- mamisma - mamista
- stones
- fragile as a thread
- decálogo - decalogue
- waves
- un tesoro
- delicious ambiguity
- one of the greatest artists
- meeting & kissing BOTERO
- rain, poetry & fernando botero
- noble soul's disappointment
- el talismán de tu piel
- hija de la luna
- deepest fear
- día de los muertos
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