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~Jaclyn~

I would rather aim for the stars and miss, than shoot for the gutter and make it

About Me

"A WOMAN WITHOUT A MAN IS LIKE A FISH WITHOUT A BICYCLE...."

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HB Studio began in 1945 and aims for a meaningful dramatic expression of the times and country in which we live. To help establish a theatre of experimentation based on classic tradition, the Studio is dedicated to the development of individual artists, who may actively contribute to a theatre of national character. Conceived as an artistic and working home, it offers an outlet for practice and growth for the professional theatre Artist, and an opportunity for the young to establish roots in their intended craft. The Studio's guiding principle is creative freedom, which has as its logical consequence responsibility to a noble art.
I am a very creative person...don't get the wrong idea about my photos. These are pictures I take not to be overtly sexual or scandalous, but pictures that I create to express different emotional states. The complexities of the human mind, heart, and soul have always intrigued me and I like to explore them through my pictures. Sexuality always seems to be the core of many decisions humans are forced to make, and I think its just as strong as love, hate, and pain. Pain I think is the seconded most powerful emotion….THEN love. You can manipulate love…pain is not so easily swayed. Like love you can lose your entire self, but unlike love pain can permanently erase your soul and force you to put up boundaries that may or may not ever be knocked down; never allowing you to have a chance to ever love again. That is only if you allow pain to do that to you…..

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Movies:

Fat Kid Gets Shot With Paintballs



Some fat boy gets shot with a paintball gun. ..

Books:

MY FAVORITE AUTHOR ANNE RICE (SHE WROTE "INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE" AND "QUEEN OF THE DAMDED")

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My Favortie Poem

Sleepmonger, deathmonger, with capsules in my palms each night, eight at a time from sweet pharmaceutical bottles I make arrangements for a pint-sized journey. I'm the queen of this condition. I'm an ...
Posted by ~Jaclyn~ on Fri, 16 Feb 2007 07:52:00 PST

Vincents poem

If I could wake myself from this distorted life. I would control for just a moment....and take it all away. My hands touch soil, as one. Never making sense of this sadness. A selfless act in oblivion....
Posted by ~Jaclyn~ on Tue, 05 Dec 2006 01:24:00 PST

My declaration

I am at a point in my life where I let things get bad enough that I lost a hold of who I am. Many people might look at this like it's a desperate attempt to regain something (or someone) I lost, but ...
Posted by ~Jaclyn~ on Sun, 26 Nov 2006 07:23:00 PST

Fallen Tree

Fallen Tree   How did this tree fall to the ground? Did lightning strike? Did wind knock it down? Lying there, it's no longer alive. The biggest of the bunch, but it didn't survive. Did it deserv...
Posted by ~Jaclyn~ on Sat, 11 Nov 2006 01:51:00 PST

Neglected Garden

Cormac Walsh   Neglected Gardens Guilt as ugly as neglected gardens Grows gigantic given good reason Insensitive desire the source of sadness Molested happiness sold for scrap Painful promises pu...
Posted by ~Jaclyn~ on Sat, 11 Nov 2006 01:44:00 PST

he knows

Naked bodies drift together; with rough hands we lay Blinded and weak we rise together; with no empathy for the morning The tears come in like a storm&.banishing blue crystals into solitude Meet ...
Posted by ~Jaclyn~ on Tue, 31 Oct 2006 10:52:00 PST

a thought

We go through life trying to put together the pieces of the puzzle, yet most of the time the pieces never fit or belong. We are searching for something we've already found, within ourselves. When we s...
Posted by ~Jaclyn~ on Tue, 31 Oct 2006 10:43:00 PST

the beast

And the beast was given a name   And her name was Pandora   And with the name came a mouth   And with the mouth came the words   Those words were the words uttered with blasph...
Posted by ~Jaclyn~ on Tue, 31 Oct 2006 10:42:00 PST

A story

You touch me like ice on newly warmed skin. My heart dissolves into the pale night. Will I still have you after the black blanket has been lifted off the night sky, or is the just a beautiful dream I ...
Posted by ~Jaclyn~ on Wed, 01 Mar 2006 10:50:00 PST

Dangerous People (revised)

Everybody asks why I start at the end and work back to the beginning when I tell my story. The reason is simple...I couldn't understand the beginning until I had reached the end. There are too many pi...
Posted by ~Jaclyn~ on Thu, 16 Feb 2006 06:01:00 PST