Chapter 24 [of Phantastes] George Macdonald

I knew now, that it is by loving, and not by being loved, that one can come nearest the soul of another; yea, that, where two love, it is the loving of each other, and not the being loved by each other, that originates and perfects and assures their blessedness.

The instruments sang as if one voice.

The music rose & expanded & became

pure emotion.

Tears streamed from my eyes. I wept uncontrollably.

It was more than I was & more than I could ever be.

It was Healing & a Testament to the best of who we are and to the worst of who we are.

It was a confession, It was a celebration..

It was at our most human.

this is the power of art and the person that has not experienced it is only half alive.

-Kent Nerburn,

after watching Leonard Bernstein

 conduct Beethoven's 9th in concert

celebrating the fall of the Berlin wall.

If you are feeling as frugal as I am, You'll love this

You can judge art by any number of criteria, but practicality is not one of them. It is not the job of art to be practical,  But there’s always a middle ground,  as-

TRASH: any colour you like

demonstrates.

And here is another opportunistic(creativity born on a budget) art installation

Scott Wade lives on a dirt road, made up of dust that loves to rest on the back of any car window that travels down it. Inspired by the mess Wade, instead of writing something like “Scott was here,” started his very own genre of art,

 “Dirty Car Art.” 

Yes, He “paints” with dirt.

I love the dark whimsical world of  Julianna Swaney.

Her artwork is very fitting for this time of year, obviously fantastic all year round but her old timey subjects would blend in beautifully with warm cottages lit by fire,  dead leaves, cobwebs, & candy corn.

The shiny squirrel

jesus loves porn stars

yes, this is really about that.

the number 1 christian porn show.

where the wild things are

 October, what a crafty month.

I am in love with costumes, leaves and layering as of 10:1.

its also an anniversary of waking up to expectation and exploration, but I won't get into all that right now.

where the wild things are oct 16th!

where the wild things ought to be :

If I could just get enough sleep to be awake. . .

I'd like to think i'd be o.k.

fanfarlo the walls are coming down

i like abandoned houses. I'm especially liking www.100abandonedhouses.com

dear oh dear detroit

I don't ever want to miss being here with you like this,

swinging with you and your family pets is the most endearing place on earth as of 9-19-2009.

& getting to know you better- letting you know me.. best thing ive ever done.

today, I am unpacked.

sort through what you can,

find what you like

before i fold back up

and shutdown until next time

till you extend your hand, until next time i feel safe.

 I loved that for a few moment I had a beautiful blade of green grass wrapped around my finger.. in place of a ring.

.

i am aching.

litterally aching.

You know I scream as loud as anyone

but when asked to make a point I tend to whisper.

...i could go back to every laugh,

but i dont wanna go there anymore

"you create the atmosphere around you that you cultivate within your heart"

"cause when your in love it changes everything. "

I want to love someone like He does.

I want to forgive someone like He does

I want someone to feel beautiful because something beautiful Loved them enough to make them beautiful.

"there is no such thing as an uninteresting subject, the only thing that can exist is an uninterested person." -chesterton. For the scripture as our guide and teacher [the Lord] not only makes those things plain in which would otherwise escape out notice, but almost compells us to behold them; As if he assisted our dull sight with spectacles.
a person who expects the universe to keep him entertained is indignant when it doesn't. & is proof enough for failure of imagination.

parts of me just move.... i can't explain it. I didn't know it was planted for my arms to move so rampid but for some reason its hardly forgiving because now its mostly irritating... impressing on the forfront, flashy and rhythmic. but the part of me I want moved the most just won't step up. put me into surgery touch my heart to yours, stop its slowing beats from idling. & becoming sore.

something mysterious, supernatural has to happen.

for you neil.

I woke up again in His presence & decided to paint another movement of the Holy Spirit.
"erupt my environment with fresh water from the kingdom of heaven."

I cannot afford ever to be out of touch with heaven.

I woke myself up this morning singing ... & I felt like making something,, .. So I love trees, and latley have been inspired to write about them. Its funny how some people inspire little things off subject, but I love it. I will probably have something written for later. :)

:I know you are busy, but I accidentally told myself,

"I wish he came to see me"