| Time Limited Print Sale! |
[Dec. 26th, 2009|04:39 pm] |
It is time for the 3rd Time Limited Print Sale!!!
(the first was back in 07' for 'Mizuame'.)
(and the second one in 08' for 'Two Sisters'.)
This is a type of sale where the print will be available for exactly one hour,
and ANYONE who clicks the button during that time will be guaranteed a print.
(the edition size will be much larger than usual of course.)
The sale will most likely happen in mid-January.
i cant seem to post the POLL on to this entry.
so please see the newest entry to vote in the poll.
unfortunately if you do not have a Live Journal account, it doesn't let you click,
but feel free to leave a comment and will count those in.
Thankyou so much!!!
~ 'Yuuwaku'
~ 'Migwawari'
~ 'Meisai'
~ 'Hyakki Yakou'
~ 'Mezameru Maeni' |
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| a theif came to me... |
[Dec. 25th, 2009|10:46 am] |
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heaven's gonna burn your eyes
Do you applaud fear
Do you hold it near
Are you afraid to live your life
The way I perceive
In my arms I’ll catch you
Do you mind If I always love you
Heaven’s gonna burn your eyes
You’ll see
In my dream I’ll catch you
Into my arms I’ll catch you
Do you mind if I always love you
Heaven’s gonna burn your eyes
~theivery corporation
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| thoughts that roam like buffalo |
[Dec. 23rd, 2009|08:16 am] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | comfy bed | ] |
| [ | Current Mood |
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| | the sound of my space heater buzzing | ] |
"The richest man is not the one with the most but the one who needs the least..."
nicolas told me this once...my understanding of it becomes greater as christmas quickly approaches. i am looking forward to spending it alone. i imagine it now, like a scene from a b movie, "have yourself a merry little christmas" is sadly playing in the background, my pathetic wal-mart space heater buzzing, and perhaps my plans for christmas dinner sprawled out on the counter.
it does feel amazing to look forward to that. the loneliness and lack of christmas presents in the material form, almost gives me something greater. this tingling sensation that good things are coming, that i have met the the forging point of dream and reality of the person i once dreamt of becoming and the person i now am. i am not there yet. are we ever there yet? no. but this path is the one i was meant to follow.
it's not how weak, but what will make you strong. i do not need this holiday to recognize what i want or wish to have. i do not need to spend this time with my family to realize how much they mean to me and honestly i would much rather see them in the summer when everyone is in better spirits.
so what do i need?
love? work? inspiration?
perhaps.
joe ornelas called me the other day while i was at work, raving. he has this terrific ninja skill of finding just about any rare used book or record you could ever dream of. i made my passing joke to him that i wanted a good u2 book. knowing full well that i love the photographic work of anton corbijn (he frequnetly shoots u2), he set out on his mission. by sunday he'd found 3 rare books for me.
i can't wait to get them in the mail.
Nothing is original. Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration or fuels your imagination. Devour old films, new films, music, books, paintings, photographs, poems, dreams, random conversations, architecture, bridges, street signs, trees, clouds, bodies of water, light and shadows. Select only things to steal from that speak directly to your soul. If you do this, your work (and theft) will be authentic. Authenticity is invaluable; originality is non-existent. And don’t bother concealing your thievery - celebrate it if you feel like it. In any case, always remember what Jean-Luc Godard said: “It’s not where you take things from - it’s where you take them to."
— Jim Jarmusch
that is my assignment from here on out. work on my authenticity. steal from everywhere i have been doing for awhile now :)
in love,
(me)
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| the heart is a bloom... |
[Dec. 17th, 2009|08:55 pm] |
yesterday i did something altruistically inspired. in the wake of my broken heart i remembered u2. it's sort of lost on some people, but for me music is like breathing. i wake up to music, drive to music, dance to music, make love to music, sleep to music, dream of music.
but i digress. 8 or so years ago in the dead calm of december u2 released their first album in 5 years. 18 year old me was all anticipation and dorkyness waiting in line for my first copy. the first time my novice ears flooded with "beautiful day" i didn't know what to think-do-speak.
ironic then, that 8 or so years later in the dead calm of december i would recall this song.
bono has said that "Beautiful Day" is about "a man who has lost everything, but finds joy in what he still has. the song is an optimistic anthem that opens with a drum machine and a rhythm sequencer. the verses are relatively quiet before The Edge's guitar and the song's signature riff join in for the choruses. the Edge recorded this song on his Gibson Les Paul Standard and plays the song live with his Gibson Explorer, which helps add the distinctive shimmering, chiming sound that made the band unique when they first debuted in the early 1980s.
so in my hopelessness yesterday at 8 am i remembered this and what started out as a simple message to a friend turned into over 60 text messages to friends and family near and far. i sent them all the lyrics to this song.
what happened next was perhaps even more optimistic. throughout the day texts and calls poured in. thank yous, well wishes, thoughts of hope, love and soul.
now no one knew my heart was bleeding or almost to it's breaking point. that was not my intention. perhaps in the past i would have been compelled to to whine or cry to someone. but in my present state, my realization is about being love. i chose to make others happy where my happiness was lacking.
the great thing about this song is that the chorus "it's a beautiful day, don't let it get away" really hits you early in the morning. make this day something. don't let it get away from you.
of course those of you who know me, probably knew something was up, as this the undertones to this song are there. the sky falls you feel it.
my sky did fall the other day. i am still feeling it. you know what's funny? i've probably posted these lyrics here before. ah well again for chewy, i post them. afterall the goal is soul.
Beautiful Day
The heart is a bloom
Shoots up through the stony ground
There's no room
No space to rent in this town
You're out of luck
And the reason that you had to care
The traffic is stuck
And you're not moving anywhere
You thought you'd found a friend
To take you out of this place
Someone you could lend a hand
In return for grace
It's a beautiful day
Sky falls, you feel like
It's a beautiful day
Don't let it get away
You're on the road
But you've got no destination
You're in the mud
In the maze of her imagination
You love this town
Even if that doesn't ring true
You've been all over
And it's been all over you
It's a beautiful day
Don't let it get away
It's a beautiful day
Touch me
Take me to that other place
Teach me
I know I'm not a hopeless case
See the world in green and blue
See China right in front of you
See the canyons broken by cloud
See the tuna fleets clearing the sea out
See the Bedouin fires at night
See the oil fields at first light
And see the bird with a leaf in her mouth
After the flood all the colors came out
It was a beautiful day
Don't let it get away
Beautiful day
Touch me
Take me to that other place
Reach me
I know I'm not a hopeless case
What you don't have you don't need it now
What you don't know you can feel it somehow
What you don't have you don't need it now
Don't need it now
Was a beautiful day
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mSZv9KKf0g0
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