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Pre-dawn Light

Posted in dreams, Mind Power, photos with tags , , on October 15, 2011 by darcyarts

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Light, Love, Kind

Posted in esoterica, Mind Power, photos with tags , , on October 6, 2011 by darcyarts

Pretty lights, baby. In the mornings, especially in the cool months, I like to light the candles in my fireplace. I think of myself being

“A spark from the one divine fire”

I think of all those I know as being a spark here in this world.

Lighting the candles is all about gratitude and faith that we can all know our best selves, do good work and feel love.

Pretty Little Mushrooms

Posted in nature with tags , , , , on June 18, 2011 by darcyarts

This morning I will amuse myself by posting more photographs of things I find interesting.

I feel tormented by some olderly annoyance like bursitis but it will only slow me down. It will not put much of a dent in my need to be active.

Mushrooms are one of my favorite things. I like to eat them, see them, draw them and make soft sculpture based on them.

My dear Frank Miller alerted me to this massive lot of  fungi. The two mushrooms here, growing from a connected base reminds me of our love. Aw. XOXO

“A mushroom is the fleshy, spore-bearing fruiting body of a fungus. They are not plants,” says wiki.

Reflections of Light

Posted in design, esoterica, finds, music, rock n roll, shopping, travel with tags , , , , , , , on December 8, 2010 by darcyarts

The Discovery shop is always full of very nice things. on my last visit I could not leave the store without this beautiful wreath.

It adds light on a wall that gets none.

This old house was built to avoid having Redding’s summer sun beat in any of the windows. The living room is especially shaded.

Mirrors are strategically placed to catch and reflect light.

They can be found all over town in the sweet little thrift shops.

Thanks to all the wonderful volunteers that do such a good job running my three favorite second hand stores — Discovery Shop, the All Saints thrift store and The Attic.

I’m off to the work space soon but thought I would share a few pis of our nest as we jive it up for Xmas (remember Christians, in Greek X = Christ).

It’s nice to have some extra holiday sparkle while I’m stitching what will be other’s gifts to give.

This small tree was a Discovery Shop find a few years back. Why kill a tree when you can pick up a cute fake so easily?

I do miss the smell of the bows but the last few trees I bought were long past being fragrant. We may do big trees again when grandchildren come.

This little lighted church was an All Saints find as I recall.

So cute, eh? The little trees light up. The light pole will to when I set it on a solid base after inserting a little stringed Christmas light. I’ll get there.

Still hoping I have enough energy to get myself down to the De Young to catch the once in my lifetime chance to see the works of some my favorite artists. Maybe right after Christmas.

Maybe right before if daughter, Jess can come back for the holiday but I’m not getting my heart set on that possibility.

The light wreath brightens up the music wall. Maybe when I’m in SF I’m make to Amoeba for a few more vinyl treasures. Last time there I bought a fresh copy of Incredible String Band’s first, the Velvet Underground’s third and Lullabies to Paralyze by Queens of the Stone Age.

Jess gave me the Girls album Album. That was super cool gift last year.

If I was loaded with cash I’d rent a truck and haul off half of Amoeba’s inventory.

You can see the Incredible String Band LP in the picture of Jessica’s typewriter candle art piece. I love this artwork. It reminds me of Allen Ginsberg. Someday Jessica will blow minds on a mass scale with her work.

Son Brian will, too. I feel great things coming. Good minds and hearts will be valued.

Did anyone see James Franco on the Actor’s Studio last night? That young man is a maniac. Lust for Life.

Okay, enough decor for one day. Off to work.

May happy holiday vibes infect you and may we all be, at least occasionally, as deliriously driven as James Franco.

Temporary Kitchen Redo

Posted in Art, constructions, family, food, handmade, projects with tags , , , on February 12, 2010 by darcyarts

Company is coming! I feel so mature, in a good way.

I am meeting the girlfriend of my oldest child. I am excited and nervous and so so happy.

These two have a lot in common astrologically so I  imagine a blossoming future for them.

Their visit, they arrive today, required that I temporarily redo my kitchen work space and here is what I came up with:

There is limited space but at least we can all sit down and have coffee, tea and white trash scones in the morning.

I’ve stashed away much of my random fleece scrap bags, bundles of yarn and current, waiting to be done projects.

I woke today to a request for four catnip squid! They are very very much in demand by discerning cats and cat owners.

I will do a little work on my Frida Kahlo Soft Girl today if I have time.

Her head came out pretty well.

I think I have plenty of inspiration to try a few different Fridas.

I will make flowers for the top of this bandana braid wrap. I may add earrings, too. I found good material for a peasant blouse and skirt.

You’ll see. I’ll get to the clothing after the family time this weekend.

So many good things fill my life. Thanks be to the light.

Goodbye Sky

Posted in nature, travel with tags , , on June 25, 2009 by darcyarts

Aw fuck.  So many deaths.

Sky Saxon of the seeds, dearly weird and beloved musician, I know you are dancing in light, bra.

Farrah Fawcett, you’re still brave and you’ve done your time as a woman.

Michael Jackson, see, it’s not so bad. Doesn’t all that weird body stuff make more sense from over there?

Ed McMahan good service, good reward.

I’m toast and will never spend another bad moment. Life is too short.

Bill Hicks on Sunday Morning

Posted in Art, socialization, television, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , on June 29, 2008 by darcyarts

This is Bill Hicks. He was a comedian who worked until 1994 when he died of pancreatic cancer.

His point of view was in stark contrast to that of his upbringing. He was raised in a southern Baptist home. His parents were good people but Bill just wasn’t having any of the close-minded dogma.

Love or Fear, Light or Darkness I agree that it really does all boil down to shining the light or extinguishing it.

Here are Bill’s last words to the public.

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