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It’s easy to forget that sometimes life is simple…

May you seek to be what you are. In every little thing you do, reach for the stars.

Be amazed and humbled by the gift of breath.

live what you love. elevate the everyday. b one of a kind. organic. seek beauty.  less is more. essential. work at balance. balance at work. communicate. breathe in joy. handcraft. earth. love the one. love yourself. share. invent. share more. reinvent. family first. grow. structure. flow. live music. revere friends. embrace sensuality. dance. cherish. sunshine. vision love. simplify. smile. live more. document. construct archetypes. write. artifacts. ancient. contemporary. classic. write more. be kind. read books. collect. let go. inspire. primitive genius. b the alternative. more life. make stuff. practice abundance. build sanctuary. walk good. live up. make more stuff. sip tea. love fruit. eat your greens. see the world in a bead. dream. achieve. be. one.

if you do only one thing, do good.

One Love, walk good, do good…

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Life is full of great things. I am full of gratitude for all that I have. My family, friends, manual prowess, creativity and connection to nature make me the happiest girl in the world. But let’s face it (and this becomes increasingly apparent with every birthday I collect), not everyone can have a great ass!

I mean really, it’s just not for everyone. But who doesn’t want a great ass? And so, after much acceptance and deliberation, I decided to make my very own great ass. Not just for myself, but for all for of us who’d like to have one but can’t fathom lunges, crunches, obtaining a personal trainer, plastic surgery, padded panties, silicon ass enhancers, or snowboarding. The image of this ass was clicked at the Negril Donkey Races last year. You can see the original bold and super saturated image here. I made copies of the original image and trimmed and painted, inked, cut, shifted, glued, pasted, digitally enhanced and added the donkey to a mixed media, collaged back ground. I like to call this style of work collage poetry.

TaDa!!! That’s one great ass, right?  Not sure where to hang him yet but I think he is a helpful reminder that every ass can be great. If you want it bad enough!

I hope you in joy today’s layered installment.

One Love, walk good, and it’s okay, not everyone can have a great ass!

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I have arrived on the rock with an appetite for creating. I embrace Monday with a new vigor and intend to coax it gently into something divinely transformative. If you are here for the short version of this post, my journey to NY and back goes something like this:

  • Manhattan
  • three ladies and a gentleman
  • give to receive
  • art on the streets
  • the significance of being the one
  • Brooklyn
  • serendipity is better than GPS
  • travel with a smile
  • the transformative power of rain on a zinc roof

A passion for street art was rekindled on my trip and leaves me even more obsessed with graffiti and particularly the layering of artists work over artists work. The layers of city walls, trains, and billboards converge and peel away to reveal something significant and telling. Something telling of an era, it’s people, languages and the magic that is expressed in the midst of city dailies. Each layer is as different as the percussive raindrops that now strike my zinc roof in symphony. None is quite so extraordinary with out the presence of the other/s. Raindrops + zinc roof = sonata.

This is true of people. The fact that we are not nearly as interesting as the relationships and connections we share. Our facets are highlighted best by the nature of the folks around us. I was blessed to meet a handful of super fly individuals while in I was in the city. Fabulous additions to my NY list of friends and family. And at least half a dozen more reasons to work toward a trunk show in Manhattan!!! Each character, novel worthy and gifted with passion and talent. I mean like, spilling over with art/lyrical/design/culinarymojo/techno-graphical/musical/poetic prowess. Spilling over into the city, into the streets, on to each other in a frenetic shimmer that at too close a stare, burns the eyes. Revealing something significant and telling. Something that can only exist because of the spilling and the connections shared.

The above piece is titled Rain On. This was my way of processing more than a week of heavy rains and the consequences left in it’s wake. More re: floods and recent rain destruction in Jamaica here. This is a prime example of my mixed media/digitally altered Collage Poet Series. Indeed a frenetic piece. This work is totally reliant on layers and a glorious spilling process that transpired over a number of weeks. Each layer as crucial as the last and critical as the next. Each layer forwarding the final unified effect. Kinda like people.

One Love, walk good, joyful to be back in the studio 🙂 (even if i still don’t have a ceiling)…

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