Whizzzy , dizzy ten minutes and off to airport

Wearing mix of two outfits, not finished packing and what am I doing , looking for answers, seeking encouragement, knowledge? OK here goes, found lost camera card, fixed internet connection, found password.

Now dearest get off this addictive piece of machinery , pull out the cords and toss it into the suit case, take paints and brush to paint shoes, toothbrush and go.
Your blog world will be here or not, altered , grown, believe me.
I love you all,  Au vider insane.sp


Not Having Such A Good Day

Inner character revealed, not such ... a real nice guy, believe me.

Inner character revealed, not such … a real nice guy, believe me.

Words are more than skin deep. Words said in anger can remain long after you make up

Name 3 Songs that Influenced You? Why?

# songs of Influence
Why? Learned about the evils of war, necessities and for whom, greed? money and human suffering, the topics , not learned in Kindergarten, but things to ponder and wonder about when your attention is called. Buffy did this for me.

Come on all of you big strong men
Uncle Sam needs your help again
he’s got himself in a terrible jam
way down yonder in Viet Nam so
put down your books and pick up a gun we’re
gonna have a whole lotta fun

And it’s one, two, three, what are we fighting for
don’t ask me I don’t give a damn, next stop is Viet Nam
And it’s five, six, seven, open up the pearly gates
ain’t no time to wonder why, whoopee we’re all gonna die

Come on wall street don’t be slow
why man this war is a go-go
there’s plenty good money to be made by
supplying the army with the tools of its trade
let’s hope and pray that if they drop the bomb,
they drop it on the Viet Cong

Come on generals, let’s move fast
your big chance has come at last
now you can go out and get those reds
cos the only good commie is the one that’s dead and
you know that peace can only be won when we’ve
blown ’em all to kingdom come

Come on mothers throughout the land
pack your boys off to Viet Nam
come on fathers don’t hesitate
send your sons off before it’s too late
and you can be the first ones on your block
to have your boy come home in a box

Excerpt from a Letter, Status up-Date or “What’s Up Doc?” a quote by Bugs Bunny

Who am I today? All of the Above?

Who am I today? All of the Above?

Nony posted this letter, an overdue response, on May2,2015

Good I really didn’t want you to think I had forgotten. My health, clutter, overload invaded my space and brain, I’m in a show in Germany in 12 days,ground spot #1 to broaden connections. I’m in a show at 401 Richmond at the cafe but it’s still in a world of “tangled arts”, ( looks great all my big paintings are there, this is where I want my work to go, pertaining to size, etc and intent.  If you are downtown stop by there.

I am truly amazed at your ingenious world, creating and sharing. Now I haven’t picked the piece to send you as I’m sure your tastes are electic and Joel has picked me dry as he feels he is documenting me and the above circumstances, che mo has me shaking in my boots, ( a new song and dance).

Thank you for supporting my aspirations, inspirations and exhalations.

The Tough Work Here


He’s courageous, loyal and a real man. So if I need a little help, I’m covered.

Right Bif.
You bet Darlin’

Good to Have Friends on your Side

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Good to Have Friends on your Side

Cancer, Can the Game be Won?

How does one approach a topic like, Knife or Death, and make it truly inspiring.
Does a message to God, stating please stop writing, appear impolite?
Acceptance doesn’t Replace Happiness.

It was suggested I should squeeze all my various topics into one blog, so the reader could find my posts with ease. As a gracious hostess, housekeeping has led me to demolish my latest blog and incorporate it here. Not an elitist accommodation but only the schemata of a novice.

Dear reader this is more than a science experiment. Unity will it work?

I’ve survived two lung cancer surgeries. The first, I recall thinking that the superintendent will not be slapping my paintings into black plastic bags.
Hope , humor and don’t ask me, I trust the surgeon, was the gist of the second surgery. A painting, “Give me a tail, gills, I’m moving to Atlantis” explained this piece.

Short on lungs,I’m looking for alternatives. And new thoughts for  new work,  A new World Plan is in fruition.

While in the hospital I began a new blog, http://knifeordeath.wordpress.com .Which includes my economical, intended for invention, “Shit filled Drone for ISIS.”

Until then I plan to write about it, paint about it, and pray.

Just give me a tail. You never have lost a match , you have alway have  slain the dragon, but don 't  bother.

Just give me a tail. You never have lost a match , you have alway have slain the dragon, but don ‘t bother.

A recipe for Cancer? I survived 2 cancer surgeries, did you?

I don't have cancer anymore do you?

I don’t have cancer anymore do you?

A recipe for cancer: 120000 cups of nicotine, 2/3 cup lead paint, 2 baggies of fumes per day and a few packs of smokes/per your own taste.
Shake and drink with soda and rum.

or bake 350 degrees/ per hour.

Could it be your surgeon had mediocre tools? Oops better think about it for next time.