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Life is like a ride of beast .
If you have courage you will ride it ,
B U T
I F
N O T
Beast will eat you.

Tattoo artist, Katherine Von Drachenberg aka Kat Von D came on my radar a generation ago. Her work was flawless and intricate with the kind of details you'd expect to see engraved on a $100 bill.
She became obsessed making herself the canvas and naturally, the artists who worked on her couldn't come close to her perfection to detail. By that time, I lost interest in her work as she became in the spotlight of drama and culture.
It's been years, but I see in the news today that tattooing has gone beyond designs and people are getting solid blacked out ink... Kat Von D is also on the list getting blacked out tattoos of a new trend. Well, hey! forget about all those beautiful details, just dip your arms in black and cover them up!



Hoode215 has examples on his site:

It's really soo important to use the right word ,
YES / No

Yes I'm not intrested ,
No I'm not intrested ,

Actually, they weren't. They kept a few porcelain knickknacks here and there. My brother sent over some hand painted plates when he was in Germany. The items I liked the most were some Asian scrimshaw carvings. Those items are coming with us to the condo.

When my Mother visited Italy, she purchased a small inexpensive image of 'Mary and Jesus' for one of the gift shops on the tour. I was explaining Easter (the religious version and not the bunny and hard-boiled eggs version) to my wife and I have a small 'last supper' carving on the arch leading into the kitchen in Miami. Chances are, it will remain there.

Anyway, I think 'Mary' is coming with us this weekend.



There's a really good chance my Dad's favorite will remain in Miami.



Sorry Dad...

I told mysefl today
that i am ok
I know it is a lie
But that it is ok
There is no other way
It's the same every day
Tomorow becomes today
Today becomes yesturay
I'll wait another day
To be my yesturday
And hope for it to be
This very day, today
....

A woman came to the showroom this week asking if we could provide replacement cabinets for her house that was damaged by a water leak. My answer was yes and scheduled an appointment to measure to see what is needed.
She's an older woman with a very outgoing personality. Her taste is contemporary and she selected our display with gloss white cabinets... because everything in her house is white. Retired years ago, she told me she was in the design business and hand-crafted floral arrangements that included faux palm trees.

I made it to my appointment today and found a disaster in the making. All the furniture was gone, most of the walls were cut from 3 feet and below the drywall was stripped off the studs. Anything that was exposed to mold/mildew had been painted with a white sealer, probably something with the ability to stop the growth of mold.

The place appeared to have been decorated like the lobby of a casino. Mirrored walls, sculptured glass ornaments, artsy-fartsy murals, drapes and huge vases of palm trees. Forced to live in an extended-stay hotel, no one was allowed to be living at the house.
The drying fans had been removed and she was waiting for the drywall crew to return to close the walls so they can continue the restoration process. I measured what was in my scope. Looking around I see her house is on a lake and the back yard was complete with statues and artwork. Probably a place for parties, the barbecue had a canopy and the covered bar area had lounge chairs and outdoor furniture. Certainly a palace for this woman... complete with a hand-painted ceiling of blue sky and clouds!

It appeared the water seeped under some floor tiles and that would be a huge issue to re-tile the entire floor. She's in the stage of negotiating with the insurance company and working with a public adjuster. Something like that could hold up the project for weeks. Hopefully her insurance coverage is sufficient to get her back into her home. From experience, unless she wants to pull from her pocket, many of the custom design pieces will only be a memory.

Her once upon a time palace is in ruin...

McTag. } Exhibit A.
..quiet path of the A game...
.. going for a walk on a winter day..
eYe am safe N warm 1 tank of gas N. of L A.
.hey hey.. what's that you say [ ?
Let's go brand- ing ® ..the Amerikan play.
..and here's to you Ms. O'shay... heaven holds
A place for those who wail & pray...
Or you may go you're own way -- filthy Commie
Pinko Dee jay....
...pt. 2... along Came Albums [ LongPlay.
... Adventure advertisement does not imply Approval.
A merican Pie / McClean
A sia / Asia
Abbey Rd. / Beatles
Animals / p Floyd
Another brick in the wall pt.2 / ibid.
A night @ the Opera / Queen
Armed Forces / E C & the Attractions
Aqualung / Jethro Tull.
All you need is love / Beatles
Axis bold as love / Hendrix Experience
American Fool / John Cougar [ concentration camp
...$ynthesis: A RUSH OF BLOOD TO THE HEAD./ COLDPLAY.
A R. ] Achtung ! Baby / U 2
..... A F T E R thought.....
Neon Bible / Arcade Fire
Antics / Interpol.
A ghost is born / Wilco.

Saw a yellow winged fairy floating in the air, dancing in psychedelic delight, showing off a magnificent opera of flight…dazzling me with a catharsis of sound echoing in colors, tuning into my mirth, a joyful song of love, a brilliant fusion of music, a soul of jazz, an epic poem, a beauty of passion, a nirvana so tranquil.


Saw flames of fire like tongues of music …they were swaying like many letters of the alphabet…I cast my eyes like a seer on them …I am drowned in their rich lyrical intimacy…they evoke in me a passionate ecstasy…is God devout speaking through the flames…the flames are a prophet of light …a diviner’s objet d’ art….

Herd on the raido that Hugh Masekela have pasted away..

This news was like apart of my world is no more..

It was a very hot after-noon sitting in a Breadfruit tree when I of Hugh Masekela for the frist time

His music from then have always stayed with me..

I think this might be his frist Lp coming out os South Africa..

When things seem less important
These things seem to become
Meaningful
Simply because they could be
Forgotten, these things become so cherished

With nothing to gain by time
The limited nature of the
Unimportant is so powerfully simple
The cut and dry slice of bread
Becomes one of the few things that satisfy hunger

A gaze or word
The thoughtfulness
Fleeting brushes of sleeves
Unseen caresses TBD
With Life and Death as our bookends

What could be termed as
Insignificant
I collect these grains of sand
So small, they collect in the creases in my palm
We collect what is unseen and build our sand castles