Se me olvidaron las palabras

I was going to tell you how much fun I had yesterday and how tired I am today, but I forgot the words, I forgot the words. Then this song came to my mind and I played it there until I forgot the words, I forgot the words. But the melody lingers and it'd stay with me all night. I am so sorry, I didn't mean to forget, but I did, I forgot the words. Daddy's birthday is on Monday, I'll call and sing a happy birthday, and say I love him from afar and that I forgot how old he is.

Busy

This has been a busy month. But I've taken great photos:



I also finally finished uploading all the photos (well, the small selection... the review) of Pauli's visit. They're here: CLICK.

Good times. Good times.

Lonesome benches

I have been photographing lonesome benches lately. They are beautiful.

Beautiful

On my drive back home from the movie theater tonight I felt good. I don't know if it was the cool breeze on a rather hot night, or the fact that I can almost see the fireflies in my backyard... longing for summer nights. I don't know if it was that there was nothing good in the radio and when I turned it off I heard the music of crickets, the air coming through my window and the engine running free. Or maybe it was the solitary road I took, escaping from stop lights and bad drivers. Things felt right. Beautiful. There was a moment where the road seemed to go nowhere or anywhere, and then even the stops felt poetic. I was thinking of a poem and then decided to stop and just suck up the moment and take in all I can so maybe later I can put it in a painting... all of it. The infinite road, the moonlight, the sound of the crickets. All of it. All the beauty of a moment.

Before/After

I just did it again!!! 10 inches of my chocolate dark hair are going tomorrow to locks of love.


last time

Lugares

Ever since I wrote the post about the soul collector of places I've been seeing places so clearly. Random places from my life have been popping here and there at random times and I think they're telling me to put the on paper. It happens that when I put something on paper... or canvas, I free myself and understand one more thing.
So I have this series coming up.
Get those frames ready, stretch the canvas, get the gesso out. I'm have the paintings in my head ready to come out.

En que parte del mundo?

I was thinking this blog was dying. I've been coming to this page over and over for the past couple of weeks. Just coming. With no intention of writing or posting pictures. And it's not because there's no words, or no photos, because those have been flowing lately. One day while Paulina was here I took 806 photos... in just one day.
So I have photos to post, and stories to tell, and things to do and all. But just now, I'm relaxing. Trying to see how I can change the world without losing myself. So I came here again today to look for something I wrote long ago and looking for that I found something else, and I read two, three posts and then I felt good. Someday someone will come here and read what I wrote and smile, like I just smiled. So I'm writing. I'm writing to make someone smile, someone I don't know or someone I love. I want to make you smile.. wherever you are.

And I want to smile too.

And I have this great song playing while I write this... "no te compliques mas, siempre hay una razon. Tratar de revivir, tratar de estar mejor"

I leave you with this picture: