I don’t really know if I can put a finger on it. It’s a lot of things.
There is something mysterious about them and like snow flakes there are not 2 alike. The leaves come and go and change colors. They can look almost dead in the winter but that’s when I like them the best. You see the bones all mangled and beautiful. I don’t cut them but I know that they have rings inside for how long they have been around. I really like that even though that’s not something you can see I just know its there and it makes me smile. I used to clime trees as a kid and it was to get away from this or that but the trees never failed me I was always protected by them. One time while staying at my grandparents there was a bad storm and the next morning one the trees that had been there as long as I have had been blown over. Even in this state were the tree will not survive it was still so impressive. Most of the ground around the tree had come up with it and it was like some one just cut out the tree and laid it on its side ground and all. You could see a lot of its roots and even the roots amazed me. Perhaps I need to find a new item in nature to admire and for a while I thought I paint to many trees I should find something else to paint. But trees make me happy and who cares what every one else thinks this is my art and I don’t paint for any one but me.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Things I love
I love the smell of rain. It’s very fresh and earthy in a wonderful way.
Although I am 100% not a morning person every day on my walk to work I cross a bridge that allows for a perfect view of the sun rise. Its different every single day and beautiful every single day. It’s made even better by the fact that its just me and the sunrise.
My bed. I had horrible beds for so long mostly because I was young and didn’t think it mattered but when my hand was forced because of a bad back I took the plunge and purchased a big girl bed and I LOVE it. You spend a 3rd of you life there so it needs to be not only your safe haven but also good to your body.
Painting. I love to paint. I can’t describe all the good things it does for my soul. It’s like waking up from a good nights rest. Today someone told me they want to buy some of my paintings, which is insane to me. I just do it for me and for fun but to have some one else want what I created so much that they would pay me is beyond me.
Country night sounds and stars. I love that way out away from the city on a clear night you can see every star in the sky and you can hear all the little creatures singing.
Coffee.
Mosh. He is not my cat but I love him. Its actually good that he is not my cat because I apparently have really bad luck with cats but lets leave that to another blog. He is just so loveable and while sometimes he drives me bat shit crazy I still love that he is around and so cuddly.
Although I am 100% not a morning person every day on my walk to work I cross a bridge that allows for a perfect view of the sun rise. Its different every single day and beautiful every single day. It’s made even better by the fact that its just me and the sunrise.
My bed. I had horrible beds for so long mostly because I was young and didn’t think it mattered but when my hand was forced because of a bad back I took the plunge and purchased a big girl bed and I LOVE it. You spend a 3rd of you life there so it needs to be not only your safe haven but also good to your body.
Painting. I love to paint. I can’t describe all the good things it does for my soul. It’s like waking up from a good nights rest. Today someone told me they want to buy some of my paintings, which is insane to me. I just do it for me and for fun but to have some one else want what I created so much that they would pay me is beyond me.
Country night sounds and stars. I love that way out away from the city on a clear night you can see every star in the sky and you can hear all the little creatures singing.
Coffee.
Mosh. He is not my cat but I love him. Its actually good that he is not my cat because I apparently have really bad luck with cats but lets leave that to another blog. He is just so loveable and while sometimes he drives me bat shit crazy I still love that he is around and so cuddly.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Don’t come to my door if…
1. You want to save me. I am pretty self-sufficient and if I felt like there was something out there I needed to know or believe I would just go out and learn about it. You coming to my door while I am trying to nap, paint, eat or what ever will just piss me off not “save me”.
2. You are selling magazines. I don’t care any thing about magazines and your long ass introduction as to why you are doing this is a waste of time to me. I hate this one because I feel very torn, is it better to let you finish and not interrupt or should I just stop you now so you can save your energy for some one that gives a shit.
3. If you’re a child that is selling candy or cookies or any of that shit. One if I want candy I will go get it and two I never have any cash on me. So what you are actually doing is setting your self up for disappointment and making me feel like an ass when I say no. Plus I don’t like this because it’s a ploy I mean I don’t come up to your door with a puppy and say he really needs some kibble can you donate.
4. If you want me to do a survey. This one is a new one so I had to think about why I said no and was so annoyed and I think I have it. Surveys are to much like test and I have always done really really bad on test. I honestly didn’t even really listen to what they were saying but they seamed like 2 nice enough kids that were grad students so I know this was part of there education but I just want feeling it so I turned them away. And of course felt bad about it for an hour but honestly if I had done it I then would have resented them and they don’t want that so I think we all win.
If you are my friend you are welcome to come by any time. Even if you are trying to do any of these things because if we are really friends you wont be surprised when I say no.
1. You want to save me. I am pretty self-sufficient and if I felt like there was something out there I needed to know or believe I would just go out and learn about it. You coming to my door while I am trying to nap, paint, eat or what ever will just piss me off not “save me”.
2. You are selling magazines. I don’t care any thing about magazines and your long ass introduction as to why you are doing this is a waste of time to me. I hate this one because I feel very torn, is it better to let you finish and not interrupt or should I just stop you now so you can save your energy for some one that gives a shit.
3. If you’re a child that is selling candy or cookies or any of that shit. One if I want candy I will go get it and two I never have any cash on me. So what you are actually doing is setting your self up for disappointment and making me feel like an ass when I say no. Plus I don’t like this because it’s a ploy I mean I don’t come up to your door with a puppy and say he really needs some kibble can you donate.
4. If you want me to do a survey. This one is a new one so I had to think about why I said no and was so annoyed and I think I have it. Surveys are to much like test and I have always done really really bad on test. I honestly didn’t even really listen to what they were saying but they seamed like 2 nice enough kids that were grad students so I know this was part of there education but I just want feeling it so I turned them away. And of course felt bad about it for an hour but honestly if I had done it I then would have resented them and they don’t want that so I think we all win.
If you are my friend you are welcome to come by any time. Even if you are trying to do any of these things because if we are really friends you wont be surprised when I say no.
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