Live Authentic

Live Authentic Here is an inspiring story, inspired by Woody Allen's Blue Jasmine, that I wanted to share.  How many times have we found ourselves living a lie?  Just a little lie?  Sometimes it is harder to be real and be who we are than it is to be who we think he {she-they-them} want... Continue Reading →

Lana Del Rey Brought the Fandom to Grand Prairie, Texas [Review]

Great review on Lana Del Rey’s performance in Dallas this week by Dallas’ own singer/songwriter/blogger, Sarah Sellers…enjoy!

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Lana Del Rey - West Coast Single

Disclaimer 1: I am a Lana Del Rey fan

Disclaimer 2: I am a singer

When I first heard Lana Del Rey’s breakout single “Video Games” I have to admit…I wasn’t completely sold, but I was definitely intrigued. Her seductive tone and alto range was different and refreshing next to the powerhouse vocal stylings we’ve seemingly come to expect from female pop vocalists. She’s no Beyonce or Ariana Grande, she’s Lana. And the throng of screeching teenage girls at Wednesday night’s show proved that Lana doesn’t need to prove herself to anyone.

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From the time she sauntered onstage in a simple, off the shoulder red dress with no shoes to the first line out of her mouth, “My pussy tastes like pepsi-cola”, the 6,000 sold-out theater erupted as if Harry Styles had taken his shirt off and pledged to make out with one lucky fan in attendance. I don’t even…

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Out of Gas – Out of Love

Ahhh the pitfalls of the younger man: adorable, delicious, dangerous, but heartbreaking!  There is actually a real story behind this little verse…hehe.  Enjoy!  Love and peace. Out of Gas Out of Love Where did you come from? Crazy boy, running out of gas - out of love. Time remembered. Time forgotten. Is it safe to even... Continue Reading →

I Didn’t Fall in Love. I Rose in It.

I wanted to share this article that was shared out by Facebook.com/deehillphotography and written by Orsolya Hajnali so beautifully that it made me cry.  Love is a dance, a connection between two beings that desire to be in the journey together, to grow, experience, and to explore together this present moment and all the moments... Continue Reading →

Beauty which Departs but Returns

One of my loves as an artist is in creating mini works of art from little things I have found and love.  What started as a hobby many years ago became a passion in collecting and creating.  Today, in my spare time, I create little jewelry treasures made from findings I pick up every where. They... Continue Reading →

I’m on Fire!

My mouth is a fire escape. The words coming out don’t care that they are naked. There is something burning in there. ― Andrea Gibson, The Madness Vase I love this quote from Andrea Gibson. Makes me think of so many times when words were burning inside of me but I was too afraid to say them,... Continue Reading →

I Choose!

"I am not what happens to me.  I choose who I become." ~ Carl Jung Someone told me once that you can live your life by consequence or you can live your life by choice.  I want to live by choice.  It is not always easy, in fact, it is usually a challenge. When you take... Continue Reading →

Little Girl of Mine

Life happens and sometimes it happens rough.  It's like being out on the sea when a storm blows up and there is no where you can go or hide.  You simply have to batten down the hatches and ride out the storm.  Life is like that.  Many years ago I went through a terrible divorce... Continue Reading →

Eyes of a Broken Soul

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I read this poem today and it stopped me in my tracks, beautiful and sad…

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The eyes of a broken soul watch

In her dark curls

A headband of nightmares glitters

thousands of wilting flowers

Twisting

Turning

Like splintered snowflakes

they drift in empty sounds

The eyes of broken soul wait

Her presence

an anxious shadow

that whispers darkness

into vacant atmospheres

The eyes of a broken soul yearn

a velvet cry that creeps from the corners

of an ancient dream

Thick fog moving from dead winters

Fractured stardust gathering

on soft, pallid hands

The eyes of a broken soul hunger

for stolen sweetness

melting between shattered lips

diamond skin and jasmine bones

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Bicycles and Other Love Stories

It’s almost spring and love is on everyone’s mind, time to get out your bike and go riding!

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Bicycles and other Love Stories

I rode my bicycle down the street

inexperience got my toes caught in the spokes

tore them to shreds

yes, the hub of the wheel (that makes the bike go)

how did I know?

Then there was the speed queen experiment

down the sticky asphalt hill

no fear Sandy is here

Oh I can take this

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