Iridescence and Duchesses – Post Twenty-Eight

My prism reflects colors
Its’ colors reflects emotions
Emotions are relative.

My green mirrors delicate, faint
Acquainting us with its’ shy spirit.
But, once acquainted with my Green,
You realize its’ enveloped with an ornery nature.

My red confesses discourteous demeanors
It relates to you its’ regrets,
of sticks and stones it threw,
& ignorant colloquy it thrust
throughout periods of its’ life.

My blue weeps for its’ lost adulations.
Its’ melancholy song hums mournful pleas.
Pleas of why & how, oh please come back.
Blue hums through its’ tears of anguished grief.

My midnight envisions fires & devastation,
It cheers for tears and lamentations.
But though its’ derisive approach is convincing,
I have hopes that it is only a mirage.

My pink emulates fate,
& how fragile devotion can be.
It relates its’ fear of breaking a heart
That is not her own, but of a devoted.

You feel my colors, they reflect off your skin.
The sun shines through my prism,
Fearless drops of sunlight telling you stories,
such beautiful stories,
of how a human heart struggles.

Such a fear of grasping,
Such fear of letting go,
Will I break if I fall?
Or will I wither if I sway?
I know my prince won’t catch me
He walks so shakily.
His footing is not sure,
His strut unsolid.

You Cannot See Beauty but With a Serene Mind – Post Twenty-Seven

The It List

Acquiring an SLR
Acquiring a Polaroid
Finishing ‘The Notebook Theme’
Writing a novel
Seeing Paris in the Spring
Acquiring an old-fashion typewriter
Watching all of Judy Garland’s films
Singing in front of a group
Not speaking one word for a whole day
Learning Spanish, Italian, and French
Riding a Moped
Riding a horse with no saddle
Reading Kon Tiki
Creating my own personal library
Filling out a journal
Reading the Bible cover to cover
Reading Pilgrim’s Progress
Capturing love in a photograph
Starting a photography business
Earning a Medical Transcription certificate
Getting a job
Moving out
Spending a day at the Hawthorne District
Spending a day at the Saturday Market
Tattooing my side with meaning
Riding the bus
Taking a road trip to Forks, La Push and Port Angeles, Washington
Finishing a jawbreaker
Reading every book written about Jacqueline Kennedy
Reading “She Said Yes”
Watching the greatest movies filmed in 1939 and reading each film’s book
Watching all Alfred Hitchcock movies
Doing a 365 project
Acquiring a DSLR
Finishing “A Collection of Thoughts”
Seeing the Bodies exhibit

One day at Senior Internship, my teacher/senior advisor told me about this exhibit that was at OMSI approximately 2 years ago. I’d vaguely heard of it, but never bothered to push to go visit the exhibit, so I wasn’t sure what it was about.

She brought the site up and showed me videos all about it, and I was in AWE – real bodies preserved to put on display! Cut up to show cells, veins, your brain, heart, muscles . . . I found it intriguing and beautiful. So, it is my mission to now view this exhibit for real. Unfortunately, they’re not at OMSI anymore, but I’m hoping they either return or I happen to be in the same town as the exhibit . . . (:

Up and Away – Post Twenty-Six

Oh up & away
Lets fly & sing
Find prisms galore
& a rainbow’s trin-
Kets of golden tributes
& glistening loots.

I’ll wear my red ribbon
& you can wear your laid-back jeans
we’ll cuddle & watch
all the stars twinkling.

Reflections of utopias,
realms of dreams
but in our rainbow’s prism
there is no such thing.”

The Architecture of Happiness – Post Twenty-Five

This book is a beautiful nonfiction work of art. Its about how architecture affects our lives – how it can have a great effect on our happiness, beliefs and depression. It gives examples of different architecture styles and eras, and the effects those architectures had on their owners and/or architects. It really is a beautiful book, and I recommend it for anyone.

Now, where did I find this book? Well, I found it in one of my favorite indie movies: 500 Days of Summer.

Why is this one of my favorite movies? For its simplicity, of course. Boy meets girl. Boy falls in love with girl. Girl doesn’t feel the same. Aside from its simplicity, it is intricate and real.  Again, something I definitely recommend.

I love its beauty. (:

A Collection of Thoughts – Post Twenty-Four

The It List

Acquiring an SLR
Acquiring a Polaroid
Finishing ‘The Notebook Theme’
Writing a novel
Seeing Paris in the Spring
Acquiring an old-fashion typewriter
Watching all of Judy Garland’s films
Singing in front of a group
Not speaking one word for a whole day
Learning Spanish, Italian, and French
Riding a Moped
Riding a horse with no saddle
Reading Kon Tiki
Creating my own personal library
Filling out a journal
Reading the Bible cover to cover
Reading Pilgrim’s Progress
Capturing love in a photograph
Starting a photography business
Earning a Medical Transcription certificate
Getting a job
Moving out
Spending a day at the Hawthorne District
Spending a day at the Saturday Market
Tattooing my side with meaning
Riding the bus
Taking a road trip to Forks, La Push and Port Angeles, Washington
Finishing a jawbreaker
Reading every book written about Jacqueline Kennedy
Reading “She Said Yes”
Watching the greatest movies filmed in 1939 and reading each film’s book
Watching all Alfred Hitchcock movies
Doing a 365 project
Acquiring a DSLR
Finishing “A Collection of Thoughts”

Two new adds; acquiring a DSLR and finishing my little notebook, “A Collection of Thoughts”. I’m actually saving up for my DSLR through soda cans (as I mentioned in the last post.) With my notebook, its just a little book of random thoughts I have at night or throughout the day. I hope to finish it within a year (:

What are your thoughts?

P.S. if you’re reading my blog, comment.

William Blake, Such a Beautiful Man – Post Twenty-Three

A Divine Image

BY WILLIAM BLAKE

Cruelty has a human heart
And jealousy a human face,
Terror the human form divine,
And secrecy the human dress.

The human dress is forged iron,
The human form a fiery forge,
The human face a furnace seal’d,
The human heart its hungry gorge.

emule.com/poetry is a wonderful site. Full of beautifully written poetry and prose . . . I enjoy it immensely.

Just thought I’d share a favorite (:

I’ve been feeling crafty lately. I’m trying to figure out a way to afford crafts every once in awhile . . . I’ll figure it out (:
One thing I did figure out though is how to get a jump-start on saving up for my DSLR! My brother is a soda/energy drink maniac, so I’m going to start collecting his cans and turning them in (: DSLR here I come!

I’m happy. Are you?

Meet Me in the Rain – Post Twenty-Two

Silver moons and paper dreams. Faded maps and shiny things. You’re my favorite one man show, a million different ways to go

Oh, meet me in the rain,
Where God’s tears will soak through our skin
Bonding us to Him
Reminding us of His sacrifice

Oh, truest friend, meet me in the sun
Where the Holy Spirit’s joy will kiss us gently
Flooding through our veins,
Singing to us a promise of Eternity

Curiosity – Post Twenty-One

Just curious, but . . . how many of you out there actually read these posts? I wonder, sometimes, if there are any people who read what I have to say – or care, at all.

Just something I think about sometimes (:

Anyways . . . I updated my makeshift portfolio (link in sidebar.) Go look if you like (:

Another thing . . . I found an amazing site, lensbaby.com. It has very unique, different lenses, which create beautiful, creative and intricate images! I definitely recommend at least looking at their products. I’m thinking of buying one, myself (but that will be a ways off.)

Well, that’s all for today, so, until tomorrow (:

Bonjour, Madame! Bonjour, Monsieur! – Post Twenty

Bonjour! It is a beautiful day here in the new town. The sun is shining and warm, but it’s a bit windy. I have a girls’ bible study to attend tonight, which will be nice. It’ll be great to fellowship with other women my age.

I have learned some medical terms and some French!

Medical terms: P.R.N. = when necessary. OOB = out of bed. EEG = Electroencephalogram.

French: Bonjour, Madame! Comment Allez vous? Tres Bien, merci! Salut! (Good morning, madam! How are you? Fine, thank you! Bye!)

I got some skills (;

What is your favorite language?

P.S. Inspirational photo:  http://www.flickr.com/photos/janeykay2007/4370628335/

Life and its’ Quirks – Post Nineteen

Today, I sit in my new home, sun shining through the window brightly, drinking Wired and finishing a movie review for school. Next, I will upload the new songs to my computer, and read about Greece.

Why Greece, you ask? Because someday I will visit there. In the next five years, I will be living (in a way) like a nomad throughout Europe. I want to explore and create an adventure before I settle down.

I’ve always imagined my life as go to college, get married during or after, have children, raise them, etc. etc., but I have realized in the past few months that I am not the type of person to just . . . settle down directly. I need to discover new things, and live a little before I commit my life to my family and children – and that’s exactly what I want to be able to do when I have children. I am young, and I need to live day by day and do things that I want to. So many people say ‘someday’ and then never do it because they can’t or they believe they can’t. Well . . . I’m saying I can.

Another reason why I am choosing Europe, is because it has so much HISTORY. And, its beautiful. Its inspiring to me, and if I can combine my creativity, the technicalities of photography, and Europe’s culture, beauty and history . . . I will be blessed (: America’s creativity has somehow dried out, it seems. I want my pictures to portray life in a foreign way.

Inspiration for today: German photographer: Liisa Anderson. Bold, descriptive and perceptive, her images are what photography is all about: telling a story. Here’s her link  http://www.liisaanderson.de/ (Some images in galleries contain nudity.)

Well, that’s all for now. Enjoy (: