Omg! Omg! Omg!

The coolest thing has happened! I’m soo excited I need to calm down first and then tell you!!

(Still freaking out and fangirling my butt off..please hold)

Ok. I think I’m ok now.

Ever since I started collecting work of art collector’s cards on Neonmob, I have gotten really excited about people who do art. As you know, my daughter aspires to be an artist herself, so I know how hard artist’s work to get their stuff out there, and how hard it can be to make a real living doing something you love.

One of my absolute favorite collections on Neonmob, has to be The Keepers of Forest and Sea series by artist Lea Barozzi. Her illustrations are to die for! Beautiful, just gorgeous images, that combine female beauty and the natural world together in an mystical splash of sepia and flirtatious femininity.

I was soo enamoured with her work I became obsessed with completing the collection and getting every single card. Alas! There is one card that still eludes me. Curse you, you cheeky varient card! (Snicker)

I initially wrote Lea, to tell her how much I love her series. To my surprise, she wrote back. How awesome! Total fan! Neonmob has this amazing quality about it, it’s like Deviantart.com with open conversation with artists, but with the ability to collect a little bit of art all your own. I mean, who doesn’t love collecting and trading cards? It’s like Pokemon for Art-lovers!!

She asked how my collecting was going and I told her that her series has some serious fandom going on. That is seriously no joke! Trading her cards is serious business. You have to sharpen your negotiating skills to get her cards, they are THAT popular. I admitted I was going to be unable to get that illusive last card. (That cheeky varient card I mentioned) but that I was really, really pleased at having all but one of them. That last card is soo popular no one in the entire community of Neonmob has more than one of it. Obviously, that means  it’s highly unlikely I will get it, but thats ok..because….

Lea asked me for my address (After determining I was not a  very young person..she was really vigilant about that..she cautioned me, in case I was really young, not to give my address until I got parental permissions..which made me go from fan, to superfan) and said she was going  send me something to make me feel better.

I was extremely surprised by the offer..and, I admit it, I may have squealed a little, you know, delicately and with proper girly dignity (Snort)

Today I got something in the mail. I may have danced a little by the mailbox, you know, delicately and with proper girly dignity (Super snort)

Inside the envelope was the coolest stuff. Like a ton of stuff!!! Like I can’t feel my face, fangirling all over myself stuff.

Immediately I felt the need to document the awesome…(It’s what I do) Only, crap…my camera batteries are dead…I could have waited to open the package (you know like an adult) but, since I never claimed to be one, you probably understand my inner childs confusion when my brain tried to order the rest of me to do that. Once again inner child won that argument in seconds. Brain 0 Impulse control 20

Therefore, I apologize for the crappy Kindle photos you are about to see…but, not enough to wait..(see previous impulse control score for explanation).

I promise to take proper dignified photos once my batteries have something to eat.

Now, on with the awesome.

Oh, and must add this:

Lea Barozzi– Illustrator

http://www.LeaBarozzi.com

Shop: http://www.etsy.com/shop/LeaBarozzi

Cause, you know once you see my cool stuff you’ll want some too!

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2 Stickers and a collector card

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My haul before opening

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Sticker on the envelope (totally gorgeous!)

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July 25, 2016 · 6:54 pm

Good Question #53

Which are you more likely to fight for, love or money? Why?

Love. I grew up without money, therefore  know the truth of it. It hurts not to have it, but it doesn’t change you negatively to be without it. I grew up with love, it has shown me its value. I have seen the way it changes hearts and protects families. Lack of love changes people negatively, they lose their way and hurt themselves and others. Love can heal one thought lost. Money…money can’t do that, it can only pay for things. Money is just a thing, easily forgotten once it runs out. Love is an emotion that does miraculous things. It cannot run out. Even in the darkest moments, love can be grown. Love feeds parts of you that money can’t even find.

You can make money grow, and you can make love grow. While money runs out and is just gone, love is replenished.

Fighting for love takes strength and belief in what you are fighting for, I’ve never seen a thirst for money leap into a burning building.

Money has no nobility. No integrity. No sacrifice that lends itself to purity. You can worship money, but in the end, you need love to tell you, that you are more than the sum of your paper.

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July 24, 2016 · 7:57 pm

A little bit of something

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July 24, 2016 · 4:19 pm

Neonmob: Geisha Girls

I really love this collection of cards on Neonmob. These are the ones I have so far. The coolest part of Neonmob, is that, while the card collecting is fun and cool, it’s also real artwork by active artists. I only wish they would come out with actual physical card collections for the most popular sets.

One cool thing is tha you  able to buy many of them as actual prints for your wall. How groovy is that?

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July 24, 2016 · 1:33 pm

Take Me With You by Catherine Ryan Hyde

As you know, if you read my blog, I adore Catherine Ryan Hyde. Each book I read fills me with quiet truths and gentle understanding of what it means to be human. Hearts matter.

I cried because it was loving. I laughed because it was brave. I paused often, because it was beautiful. It was soo damned beautiful. There are just some books you close and hold against your chest, because it will never be forgotten.

You never really know do you?, who you have touched with your quiet kindnesses. If you live with integrity and honesty, you plant seeds that bloom as people.

We are all broken in so many ways, but truly, it’s the work you put into mending yourself that says who you really are. The broken is what happened to you, the  mending is all you. Something to be proud of.

Keep on mending.

 

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July 23, 2016 · 9:35 pm

Jazz up your life with the Blues

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July 22, 2016 · 5:38 pm

Dear black fly in my bedroom

Leave while the bedroom door is open. If you don’t I have to go all executioner on your ass.

Signed, Bekki, who just wants some sleep without the buzzing.

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July 20, 2016 · 11:47 pm

Note to self: July 20,2016

Making a morning check-list before work is a great idea, so long as you don’t leave off the most important thing, bus fare. You are soo lucky you have a store with ATM near your bus stop, doofy. face/palm)

Sometime customers stand up for you when you can’t speak up for yourself. Thanks shopping stranger. He apologized.

Seeing friends out of uniform is weird.

Everyone is coming to the Blues & Jazz festival. THAT is sooo cool.

Your new scarf as impromptu belt is kinda silly. I love you.

 

 

 

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July 20, 2016 · 10:59 pm

The worky worky thing

Time to get up and go to work. Bus…11:43. Downtown bus…12:25.

Pepperoni and cheese sandwich for lunch.

New book on Kindle.

New playlist in music.

Clean clothes.

…now to peel myself out if these covers…groan.

 

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July 20, 2016 · 9:54 am

Good Question #54

If you could play one instrument you aren’t able to now, what would it be and why?

The violin. I have always been drawn to the emotional aspects of a violin. Making it weep or sing joyously. There is real beauty in playing one. It’s vigorous one moment, and soulful the next.

There is also a very rich history in violins. The artists of the past were amazing. I wouldn’t mind being among that number.

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July 20, 2016 · 9:47 am

Winter Woods

Winter has eyebrows. Such a cute response.

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July 19, 2016 · 8:23 pm

Empress

I really hate that my Tarot card is the Queen of Swords. I’m not saying it’s not accurate, I’m just saying it sucks.

Maybe I can choose to be someone Major arcana. 

I want to stop using swords, to hold people back.

I can’t be Queen of cups, but maybe I can be the Empress instead. Accepting of both sides of life.

Lets become something strong, but loving.

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July 19, 2016 · 4:56 pm

Good Question #55

 If you could master one skill you don’t have right now, what would it be?

I’d like to know how to speak fluent Korean. Then, I could visit, maybe get a job teaching Korean students to speak English, and experience another country.

 

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July 19, 2016 · 4:31 pm

Sunset/Sunrise

Sunset: curtain up.

Lie here and ponder

the underside of the bed.

 

Curl up in utterances of your name.

Let my soul slide sideways,

seeking your palm.

Fall asleep wondering when you will arrive,

if ever.

 

Sunrise: curtain down.

Curse the birds, and the sun,

and my heart,

that longs for phantom fingers

curled up in my hair.

 

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July 18, 2016 · 7:42 pm

Plate spinner

Persistent, these thoughts,

never accepting defeat,

even when…

 

I am this half person

who never gives up,

determined my blood

will have a reason

for being shed.

 

I am this other half

that gets pissed

because she’s just so damned…

 

Balance me, like a plate,

like China I break,

but not before I give my all,

to rotating,

just one more spin.

 

I will win,

or crack into splinters.

There is no try.

Do..or die.

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July 18, 2016 · 7:37 pm

Titled: That First Kiss

This is soo perfect an image of what it’s like…I’m totally in awe.

 

 

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July 18, 2016 · 7:29 pm

Waiting

He will know me by my walk,

Not giddy, or vain

but rather a steady plodding

committed to just one more step.

The steel of my spine sometimes

the only forward momentum I have,

the weight of it pushing me on.

 

He will know me by my gaze.

Seeking answers, searching for lessons.

Looking forward, not back..

I have been behind me, I seek what I lack.

 

He will know me by my dreams.

Simple but cherished.

Held close and wept upon.

Some bits torn but patched over with new ideas,

when the old ones faded.

 

He will know me by my smile.

The one thing I share with everyone,

freely, because it costs no coin,

but, gives great value.

 

He will know me.

Because his heart will tell him

“There she is”

Simply.

Quietly.

Like a prayer in a quiet room.

Mine.

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July 17, 2016 · 9:40 pm

Start here: A Blues Introduction

 

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July 17, 2016 · 9:15 pm

History of the Blues

The blues has deep roots in American history, particularly African-American history. The blues originated on Southern plantations in the 19th Century. Its inventors were slaves, ex-slaves and the descendants of slaves—African-American sharecroppers who sang as they toiled in the cotton and vegetable fields.–Wikipedia

So, what is “The Blues”?

I went online to find out.

Found this interesting introduction to the blues on “All About Jazz” titled: A Brief History of the Blues

“While blues lyrics often deal with personal adversity, the music itself goes far beyond self-pity. The blues is also about overcoming hard luck, saying what you feel, ridding yourself of frustration, letting your hair down, and simply having fun. The best blues is visceral, cathartic, and starkly emotional. From unbridled joy to deep sadness, no form of music communicates more genuine emotion.”

“The blues grew up in the Mississippi Delta just upriver from New Orleans, the birthplace of jazz. Blues and jazz have always influenced each other, and they still interact in countless ways today.

Unlike jazz, the blues didn’t spread out significantly from the South to the Midwest until the 1930s and ’40s. Once the Delta blues made their way up the Mississippi to urban areas, the music evolved into electrified Chicago blues, other regional blues styles, and various jazz-blues hybrids. A decade or so later the blues gave birth to rhythm ‘n blues and rock ‘n roll.

No single person invented the blues, but many people claimed to have discovered the genre. For instance, minstrel show bandleader W.C. Handy insisted that the blues were revealed to him in 1903 by an itinerant street guitarist at a train station in Tutwiler, Mississippi.

During the middle to late 1800s, the Deep South was home to hundreds of seminal bluesmen who helped to shape the music. Unfortunately, much of this original music followed these sharecroppers to their graves. But the legacy of these earliest blues pioneers can still be heard in 1920s and ’30s recordings from Mississippi, Louisiana, Texas, Georgia and other Southern states. This music is not very far removed from the field hollers and work songs of the slaves and sharecroppers. Many of the earliest blues musicians incorporated the blues into a wider repertoire that included traditional folk songs, vaudeville music, and minstrel tunes.

Without getting too technical, most blues music is comprised of 12 bars (or measures). A specific series of notes is also utilized in the blues. The individual parts of this scale are known as the blue notes.

Well-known blues pioneers from the 1920s such as Son House, Blind Lemon Jefferson, Leadbelly, Charlie Patton and Robert Johnson usually performed solo with just a guitar. Occasionally they teamed up with one or more fellow bluesmen to perform in the plantation camps, rural juke joints, and rambling shacks of the Deep South. Blues bands may have evolved from early jazz bands, gospel choirs and jug bands. Jug band music was popular in the South until the 1930s. Early jug bands variously featured jugs, guitars, mandolins, banjos, kazoos, stringed basses, harmonicas, fiddles, washboards and other everyday appliances converted into crude instruments.

When the country blues moved to the cities and other locales, it took on various regional characteristics. Hence the St. Louis blues, the Memphis blues, the Louisiana blues, etc. Chicago bluesmen such as John Lee Hooker and Muddy Waters were the first to electrify the blues and add drums and piano in the late 1940s.

Today there are many different shades of the blues. Forms include:

Traditional county blues: A general term that describes the rural blues of the Mississippi Delta, the Piedmont and other rural locales;

Jump blues: A danceable amalgam of swing and blues and a precursor to R&B. Jump blues was pioneered by Louis Jordan;

Boogie-woogie: A piano-based blues popularized by Meade Lux Lewis, Albert Ammons and Pete Johnson, and derived from barrelhouse and ragtime;

Chicago blues: Delta blues electrified;

Cool blues: A sophisticated piano-based form that owes much to jazz;

West Coast blues: Popularized mainly by Texas musicians who moved to California. West Coast blues is heavily influenced by the swing beat.

The Texas blues, Memphis blues, and St. Louis blues consist of a wide variety of subgenres. Louisiana blues is characterized by a swampy guitar or harmonica sound with lots of echo, while Kansas City blues is jazz oriented—think Count Basie. There is also the British blues, a rock-blues hybrid pioneered by John Mayall, Peter Green and Eric Clapton”

Now, that’s just cool!

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July 17, 2016 · 9:06 pm

Today I…

Went on Neonmob and collected cards.

Read Transcripts from Season 1 of CSI.

Sewed.

Ate Breakfast

I did not do:

Anything productive.

 

Sigh***

Why am I avoiding a teeny tiny mouse?

 

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July 17, 2016 · 12:57 pm