I wake up with one face. Fall asleep with another. I love faces. I always have. Most of the art in my home is a face of some sort. Abstract, pop, outsider, or straight up real - I find them easy to live with and good company. How about you? A poem by Rainer Maria Rilke Buddha In Glory Center of all centers, core of cores, almond self-enclosed, and growing sweet-- all this universe, to the furthest stars all beyond them, is your flesh, your fruit. Now you feel how nothing clings to you; your vast shell reaches into endless space, and there the rich, thick fluids rise and flow. Illuminated in your infinite peace, a billion stars go spinning through the night, blazing high above your head...
oh the fun things that can be done in barns! the possibilities are endless! except i really wouldn't want to WORK in a barn. ugh.
ReplyDeletedo you watch the walking dead? the barn scenes in this season's show have given me the willies!
p.s. word verification is TEETS. lolololol
Hilarious word verification!
ReplyDeleteOh, I watch the walking dead... and the barn scenes are definitely willie worthy!!
Jane,
ReplyDeleteAll I can say is "giddy up". I use to play in the hayloft of a barn across the street from us. One saying my dad used on all 9 of us at one time or another was "Will you shut the door, you weren't raised in a barn". LOL LOL
That is one talented beauty you have there! Barn or no barn.
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