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About Me

These two right here are single handedly my biggest joys and fustration simultaneously. I would not however trade them for all the world. No matter how they piss me off...lol.
The following is me ebracing my inner nerdom!
Anyone who knows me I am a huge art fanatic, sooooooo I thought I'd share some of my favorites! Remember I said I was a nerd so I actually had fun doing this...AAHHHHHH!
The following are the works of Alphonse Mucha, Arguably the best if not the catalyst of the Art Nouveau movement. Enjoy!!!
The next set is of works by my favorite painter, Waterhouse. In my opinion the best pre-raphaelite artist of all. Many of his paintings are of mythical characters and if you're a nerd like me you should google them. I am telling you I had the hardest time picking these out I wanted to put all of his work up. Enjoy!
The next set of artwork is by the only modern artist I enjoy. Her name is Josephine Wall and all of her work is surreal or fantasy. I'm a fairy lover so I immediately fell in love with her work. It is all just so amazingly detailed. The first picture in the slideshow is "Spirit of Flight", Andy bought me the limited edition giclee print for our first anniversary and it has doubled in value!!!! Wishin I had bought more!

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

I love to meet new people, but I dont plan on doing it on here. I'm pretty much here to keep in contact with old friends. If I did not go to school with you or serve with you and do not talk to you on a regular basis I pretty much have no interest in hearing from you. I do have some bands on my list but they have friends I know in them or I respect and enjoy their art. I think you can't have enough friends and it always pays to treat every friend like a best friend..I know cheesy..right? Anyway, I also have a dream list of the top people I can't wait to meet in heaven.

My Blog

20 Feb 09

Obsidian, diamond and now soapstoneBeveled, polished and badly carvedOnce worshiped, adored and now aloneI sit here forgotten, sullen and starvedI used to be a settled gemA flower plucked to be givenN...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Feb 2009 14:18:00 GMT

poem jan 2009

I sit alone this lonely night And dwell upon my solemn plight My mind and legnth likes to toil To myself it is disloyal My world it seems is pulled asunder It shouts at me like roaring thunder T...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Feb 2009 13:55:00 GMT

My Father's death

As the anniversary of his murder draws near I am always nostalgic. While I am still lucid, before my meds kick in I wanted to post the lastest ode to him I wrote. You may have noticed I don't title so...
Posted by on Tue, 29 Jul 2008 00:13:00 GMT

RIP Roy I’ll miss you

As many of you may or may not know Roy Scheider was a friend of my family. He died today of cancer and I just wanted to say he will be missed. Through all my life for as long as a can remember he...
Posted by on Mon, 11 Feb 2008 08:03:00 GMT

ER Boo Boo

So, as you all know Andy is gone right now. Well, I never cook for myself when he is gone and now I know why lol. I had run out of pam so I used just the littlest bit of butter to coat my pan for my p...
Posted by on Fri, 25 Jan 2008 02:16:00 GMT

Xmas poem

Hope you all like my newest poem.all the people that we knowwalk upon the crunching snowinto the noisy house they comefor some warm and merry funwe share our presents food and wisheswe say goodbye wit...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Jan 2008 22:18:00 GMT

The child

in this world of many woesa child dared to smilethe sky bent down to bring her upand carry her awhilefrom her throne upon the cloudsshe watched the world go byshe viewed the fears, the pain and sorrow...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Jan 2008 22:12:00 GMT

new untitled poem

I wrote this one in late february, during some of my darkest days. It's little, potent and a metaphore. Care to gues what it means?In this space of little things,A tiny box was missing.It held the air...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Jan 2008 22:12:00 GMT

Solitude

solitude at twilights break the sand between my toeswatching as the grey waves wakemy soul pours out its woesi add my salt to the the salty seahot flesh in frigid watersi dip to feel it cleansing mei ...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Jan 2008 22:07:00 GMT

9-11

As the six year anniversary of the September the Eleventh massacre comes to a close and I sit here pondering to myself in bed. I can hear my husband's rhythmic breathing beside me and I can't help but...
Posted by on Tue, 11 Sep 2007 10:51:00 GMT