Saturday, November 5, 2016

For fun

Dancer

Another thing I did in Sedona was attend a screening of Dancer. You may recognize Sergei Polunin from his "Take me to Church" (Hozier) ballet. I highly recommend seeing the documentary if it's playing near you.



I love escaping into art. It makes me feel more alive. Watching people who dedicate their lives to it is so inspiring. Sergei's story is fascinating, too. He's not the typical dancer. In fact, he arranged this performance to be his last. Here's more info: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt5097070/

Vortices

Alien

I 
feel sexy
in oversized work 

pants, purple lipstick, 
and butterfly 
eyes.

Retreat Painting by my Students



I hosted a retreat for my Certified Intuitive Artist Practitioners last week. We were in Oak Creek Canyon, Sedona for 6 nights (it was blissful). And they decided to paint me a picture. It's got a lot of meaning within the colors and shapes, but I saw a bit more. So I made a poem about it.

 
Karma Pose 
One hand raised
threatening to 
pierce. 
Head to the 
side, neck
slanted.

Big Desire



What I have is Big Desire.

The remedy: evolution,

honesty. (I want you)

I envision grandeur of spirit and nature.

Being scared in my tent.

Carrying bear spray to work.

Learning to bike in snow.

Loving more than one at a time.
(In more way than one.)

No gender. No sexual preference.

Bursting sun.

Dancing through storm.

Inviting all who care to watch.

Me.

Jumping through life.

A kid high on hopscotch.

Rusty

finger buried in sand
Tangiers’ ocean crowded

wave spilling trout out
the wrong water source

in the back of the cabin
a loose door cracks open

hinges are rusty and unlatched

a breeze sneaks in
during nap time

spiral thoughts uplift 

from dark to distilled