Pelagia Noctiluca

Pelagia Noctiluca

Tuesday, October 26

Brain Forest

Day 11 → Something people seem to compliment you the most on.

Skipping ahead in my 30 days of writing, because this is on my mind. And yes, apparently I struggle with forgiveness.

So, Dude, I have an art show up right now, and this tree is the star. I love this tree, and I miss it in my house. I live inside that big knothole right there. I miss it, and now people want it. It's hard to sell art when you don't want to part with it.

And, Dude, I am hanging a second show in 2 parts. First is tomorrow, shit, that is stressful. Then in 2 weeks that tree will move there with it's forest of creatures and brambles. I am happy that my little paintings will have their moment before the tree steals their light. I am excited to share my brain forest with the locals. Ha. I am also terrified and highly anxious. And excited. And freaked. And..... ya.

I still need to crete a website, hello 2010, you're almost gone. I started an Etsy store that needs some paint splashed on its walls. I made a buttload of prints and cards that have been selling. Gumption. Let's do this.


Sunday, October 17

Do frogs forgive?

Man, this forgiveness thing is tricky. Anything I am wanting to forgive myself for, I'm thinking instead, you don't need forgiveness, you need a kick in the ass. I want to forgive myself for my financial struggles, but I think the past happened for a reason and there is no excuse for the present. Man up and figure it out. Bad habits in relationships? Same deal. Fitness, yup, ditto. being too hard on myself? Nah, otherwise I'd get nothing done at all. Hmm, a little stuck here. Wait! I forgive myself for not being able to forgive myself! Ha! I win.

Or not. I'll concede that I have points to ponder for a while.

Lets move onto anagrams!

Inverse Fogs - It's hard enough to see through the fog without it being inversed. Translation: quit overthinking so damn much.
Envies Frogs - Don't you too? Yep, me too.
Griefs Ovens - Unforgiving grief steeping in your cerebral oven, just might make your top explode.
Gofers Veins - Gofers shouldn't shoot up, but if they did, I would forgive them.
Forges Veins - Forgiveness allows you to forge through the veins of human connections. Ok.
Forges Vines - Building blocks to the tops of the trees!
Foe Servings - Ahh yes, what nobler dish to serve your foe, than a platter of forgiveness.

Saturday, October 16

There is a point here, I swear

Day 01 → Something you hate about yourself.
Day 02 → Something you love about yourself.

Ok. See? Right there ---------->

No? Really? Shit.

How to make these brush strokes into words?

Day 1 - Obsession: more than just a pervy purfume ad, it is my brian. Whoa, I said Brian, what does that mean? Do I even know a Brian? Never mind. Brain. Yes. See? It itches.

What ABOUT that thing I said at work? Did I offend? Was I misunderstood? Do I care? Am I a bitch for not caring? Dude, who cares? Well, not me obviously. Really? Really. Why is that person interrupting my conversation? Who am I talking to?

Day 2 - Obsession: Just shut up and paint something! Ahh, look at that color. It likes that other one, look, they're dancing. Ooh, make a line there, and here, and whoosh it around up there. Something is scratching at the door. Scritch Scratch, oh look, just a monster hiding in the weeds. Prickly brush, sprouting flowers bearing birds. Calmer, quieter, nestling in my body's center. Whoa, it's been four hours, I love this shit.

Thirty Days of Writing

Thank you to Flutter for letting me copy this writing exercise. Hmm, writing assignment? Task? Project? Ooh, yes, Project. Thank you. My 30 days might be more like 30 weeks, and I'm liable to get distracted a third of the way in, but still, inspiration is scratching at my door.

Day 01 → Something you hate about yourself.
Day 02 → Something you love about yourself.
Day 03 → Something you have to forgive yourself for.
Day 04 → Something you have to forgive someone for.
Day 05 → Something you hope to do in your life.
Day 06 → Something you hope you never have to do.
Day 07 → Someone who has made your life worth living for.
Day 08 → Someone who made your life hell, or treated you like shit.
Day 09 → Someone you didn’t want to let go, but just drifted.
Day 10 → Someone you need to let go, or wish you didn’t know.
Day 11 → Something people seem to compliment you the most on.
Day 12 → Something you never get compliments on.
Day 13 → A band or artist that has gotten you through some tough ass days. (write a letter.)
Day 14 → A hero that has let you down. (letter)
Day 15 → Something or someone you couldn’t live without, because you’ve tried living without it.
Day 16 → Someone or something you definitely could live without.
Day 17 → A book you’ve read that changed your views on something.
Day 18 → Your views on gay marriage.
Day 19 → What do you think of religion? Or what do you think of politics?
Day 20 → Your views on drugs and alcohol.
Day 21 → (scenario) Your best friend is in a car accident and you two got into a fight an hour before. What do you do?
Day 22 → Something you wish you hadn’t done in your life.
Day 23 → Something you wish you had done in your life.
Day 24 → Make a playlist to someone, and explain why you chose all the songs. (Just post the titles and artists and letter)
Day 25 → The reason you believe you’re still alive today.
Day 26 → Have you ever thought about giving up on life? If so, when and why?
Day 27 → What’s the best thing going for you right now?
Day 28 → What if you were pregnant or got someone pregnant, what would you do?
Day 29 → Something you hope to change about yourself. And why.
Day 30 → A letter to yourself, tell yourself EVERYTHING you love about yourself

Saturday, October 2

Jerky boys: Frank Rizzo

I haven't actually tried this job searching technique yet, but just maybe......

No Thank You Please

Do you know someone tried to give me a Tab yesterday?!? Fizzy crack in its pinkest form, pop rocks for my brain. It has now been long enough in Diet Coke recovery, that I have finally lost track of days clean. So, no Yo, no diet pop for me, no aspartame brain fizz, no phenylalanine skin rubs, not even a saccharine soaked snuggy blanket. No, no, and no. I shan't. But, oh my stars, how much more delectable my coffee has become. Anyone else afflicted with an addictive personality? Mmmm, addiction, addiction, mmmm, mmm, mmm.