Thanks to yesterday's models, I've been drawing, working out the beginning of my next series. As always, I want these paintings to be better than the last. I want them to be meaningful and important. I want to paint about things I have seen and felt. I've been thinking about companionship and unselfishness. I've been thinking about people who inspire me.
People inflict pain on others in the selfish pursuit of their happiness or satisfaction. Yet true happiness comes from a sense of brotherhood and sisterhood. Dalai Lama
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Oh Cassandra,Cassandra..Where did you really come from? Who taught you how to unfold so beautifully? How is it that your heart holds the wisdom of the ages, yet has refused to relinquish the magical vision and spontaneous delight, belonging only to a child? I wonder how many ever notice just who they have left behind? Rather they move through life with a nagging emptiness....attempting to feel whole, never quite realizing how. Quite a refreshing wake up call you are, and.. I am quite sure that in some long lost language...the true translation of your name would be Queen of Endorphins! Janet
Really like the quote!
Janet, I really want to dismiss all of my dorkiness and embody that being you just described. SHE sounds lovely.
Maybe if I will myself hard enough I will morf into her.
...even if I am less than a little graceful, thank you for sending me the endorphins...YOU are the queen, no doubt.
Cassandra,
You silly rabbit! dorkiness (doesn't even deserve a capital D) just trying hard enough, and a little less than graceful....WELL...They were just flushed down a putrid toilet! HA! They didn't belong to you anyway...so they went to join their friends!
I guess you just picked up the wrong mirror. Something we're all too good at...I do believe I know who owns that mirror...so naughty of him to leave it LYING around, waiting for innocent eyes to look at ITS morphing capacities!
If you could see your wonderfulness from the outside in...you would also feel refreshingly delightful in your very own company!
Really now, who do you know that has her very Big Wheels, and can ride like the wind in her silky striped jammys? The very thought makes me wonder what I have done with my little Janet...You have reminded me as no other, that life will not be complete without her.
And, by the way, Queen Cassandra, she IS lovely. No morphine or morfing allowed. At your insistence, I guess I'll be a Queen too!
grin...oh Janet!
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