"There are many teachers who could ruin you. Before you know it you could be a pale copy of this teacher or that teacher. You have to evolve on your own."
- Berenice Abbott (1898 – 1991)
With words and images, I am telling my story.
Through art, I am remembering HERstory...
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- aztec king dressed in dreams
- after morning meditation
- living the dream
- pearls of wisdom through dreams
- of wings and kings
- more compassionate
- box of treasures
- the earth quakes
- reading to my little prince this morning
- ask for what you really want
- Papa-Coco de mis sueños
- invented truths
- choose today, this moment
- dear mother
- celestial blue
- walk gently & know beauty
- the soul of the soul
- I love the queen in me
- happy home
- one of my favorite voices
- los aposentos de la diosa blanca
- Estrella Maruca
- casimira & warhol
- medicine man wisdom
- exceprt from a story soon to be published in print
- one of my favorite poems
- three, a magical time
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Wednesday, August 31
Tuesday, August 30
Monday, August 29
"I see people in the world throw away their lives lusting after things, never able to satisfy their desires, falling into deep despair and torturing themselves. Even if they get what they want, how long will they be able to enjoy it? For one heavenly pleasure they suffer ten torments of hell, binding themselves more firmly to the grindstone. Such people are like monkeys frantically grasping for the moon in the water and then falling into a whirlpool. How endlessly those caught up in the floating world suffer." - Ryōkan Taigu (1758–1831)a quote that found me after morning meditation
Copyright CASIMIRA on 8/29/2011
Sunday, August 28
...Though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream.
It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.
I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal."
- Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. (1929-1968)
Do you have a dream? Are you living your dream?
Copyright CASIMIRA on 8/28/2011
Saturday, August 27
Friday, August 26
Thursday, August 25
Wednesday, August 24
- Karen Kingston
Copyright CASIMIRA on 8/24/2011
Tuesday, August 23
Monday, August 22
But it so happened that the little prince, having walked a long time through sand and rocks and snow, finally discovered a road. And all roads go to where there are people.
"Good morning," he said.
It was a blossoming rose garden.
"Good morning," said the roses.
The little prince gazed at them.
All of them looked like his flower.
"Who are you?" he asked, astounded.
"We're roses," the roses said.
"Ah!" said the little prince.
And he felt very unhappy. His flower had told him she was the only one of her kind in the whole universe. And here were five thousand of them, all just alike, in just one garden!
......he said to himself, I thought I was rich because I had just one flower, and all I own is an ordinary rose. That and my three volcanoes, which come up to my knee, one of which may be permanently extinct. It doesn't make me much of a prince....And he lay down in the grass and wept.
- Antoine de Saint-Exupery
Copyright CASIMIRA on 8/22/2011
Sunday, August 21
Saturday, August 20
Antioco Sacasa Sarria
mi Papa-Coco de ojos azules
Papa-Coco quien me contaba cuentos
con guitarra y voz dulce
Papa-Coco siento su mirada en cielos celestes
Papa-Coco escucho sus consejos con amor,
ya que siempre nos encontramos en mis sueños
Beloved Grand Father,
How I wish you were still walking this planet, holding my son's hand.
Although, I am certain you are already great friends.
Mi Papa-Coco de mis sueños...
Copyright CASIMIRA on 8/20/2011
Friday, August 19
Thursday, August 18
I found a box of old love letters, photographs and sentimental mementos from years ago. I could spend all day reading and sorting, but instead I plan to spend this sunny day exploring, dreaming and discovering...
"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines, sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails.
EXPLORE. DREAM. DISCOVER."
- Mark Twain (1835-1910)
Copyright CASIMIRA on 8/18/2011
Wednesday, August 17
Tuesday, August 16
Monday, August 15
- Martha Graham (1894-1991)
Copyright CASIMIRA on 8/15/2011
Sunday, August 14
Saturday, August 13
bring you new energy by day,
may the MOON
softly restore you by night,
may the RAIN
wash away your worries,
may the BREEZE
blow new strength into your being,
may you WALK
gently through the world and know
its beauty all the days of your life. "
- APACHE blessing
Copyright CASIMIRA on 8/13/2011
Friday, August 12
Thursday, August 11
|- mixed media on paper -|
- Norwegian Proverb
She does not believe in failure, only obstacles which make her stronger.
Her kingdom is her imagination. Her loyal subjects are her talents. I love the queen in me. I respect and honor her. I also fear her just a bit...
originally published in December 2007
Copyright CASIMIRA on 8/11/2011
Wednesday, August 10
Tuesday, August 9
Somebody's on my mind
Like an old sweet song, "The Lasting Time"
Somebody's on my mind
So I'm walking on clouds on a silver line
To dream my dream could be my mistake
But I'd rather be wrong
And sleep right along than wake
Love may be blind I'll take my chances
That it cares this affair, my real romance
That's why you'll find somebody's on my mind
- Billie Holiday (1915 – 1959)
Copyright CASIMIRA on 8/09/2011
Monday, August 8
El enano era un galán. Entró al Salón de Escudos como un sultán. Dos tigres, una avestruz y seis jabalíes lo escoltaron a los aposentos de la Diosa Blanca. El enano le traía las mejores Mariposas Maravillas para adornar sus cabellos de plata.
excerpt from a short story written in 2007
Copyright CASIMIRA on 8/08/2011
Sunday, August 7
Un día, una estrellita muy bonita fue hablar con el Padre Sol, pidiéndole un gran favor.
- Padre, yo sueño con ser Madre. Quisiera vivir en la tierra para sentir y amar hasta llorar.
--- Estrellita, hija mía, tu lugar es en el cielo, de donde puedes alumbrar y atravez de esa luz, amar.
- O, Padre Sol, te pido que me dejes caminar el mundo. Prometo llevar conmigo el manto de nuestra Madre María, ya que es por Ella que sueño con ser Madre un día.
excerpt from "Estrella Maruca" © 2005 written for Grand Mother, in her honour
Copyright CASIMIRA on 8/07/2011
Saturday, August 6
Friday, August 5
Thursday, August 4
Treat the Earth and all that dwell thereon with respect.
Remain close to the Great Spirit.
Show great respect for your fellow beings.
Work together for the benefit of all mankind.
Give assistance and kindness wherever needed.
Do what you know to be right.
Look after the wellbeing of mind and body.
Dedicate a share of your efforts to the greater good.
Be truthful and honest at all times.
Take full responsibility for your actions.
Copyright CASIMIRA on 8/04/2011
Wednesday, August 3
The Once-Great-King would travel for hours on horseback to consult an unassuming crone who had studied with renowned healers in India.
The wizened old woman lived on a cave-like secluded farmhouse amidst herbaceous vegetation known for its medicinal and supernatural properties. She concocted magic perfumes and potions from her enchanted herbs.
The petite soothsayer was in direct communication with the spirit world and the Once-Great-King trusted her predictions and visions with his life and his kingdom.
One strange day, when the moon and sun were both presiding over the skies, a swarm of butterflies appeared, attaching themselves to every living tree in the land. The flutter of countless wings created a humming chant that reached the Once-Great-King’s ears in waves...he understood the time of great change had finally arrived...
- excerpt from a story I began writing years ago
Copyright CASIMIRA on 8/03/2011
Tuesday, August 2
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
...You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them,
but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children
as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
and He bends you with His might
that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let our bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
so He loves also the bow that is stable."
- Kahlil Gibran (1883-1931)
PHOTOGRAPH, copyright CASIMIRA
Copyright CASIMIRA on 8/02/2011