Another Chance

"Every passing minute is a chance to turn it all around."

Happy New Year!

Lykke Li feat. Drake - A Little Bit Remix

I go to into a trance when I blast this in my headphones.

When I first heard Lykke Li's song "A Little Bit" I knew right away that I loved it. ("I knew like you know about a good melon."-- 'When Harry met Sally") It's also no secret that I'm a Drake fan. It started as a guilty pleasure and quickly grew into something much more.

So when I discovered that the two elements came together to form this song, joy shot through my fingertips!

Drake doesn't snatch the song for a sample and cut it up in unflattering ways. He choreographs it like a duet & does a great job at softly revealing his feelings as does she. Quite the Swedish hip-hop ballad. Enjoi.

*headphones if possible. and up waay high.

Warm Thoughts on a Cold Evening

La Vie En Rse

The idea of the potential has filled my heart with song. :)

Visual, music & Country

Details magazine made my eyes pop when I stumbled upon an old June/July edition featuring St. Louie born artist Erika Iris Simmons. Her "Ghost In The Machine" series are simply amazing. Since her debut in 2008, Erika has found a creatively enticing way to merge pop culture, conceptual art & craftiness. While at the same time recycling once important cassette tapes and film reels.
"The times they ARE a-changin" for sure.

I love the African spray painted tape to coordinate with the Peace Master Rasta himself, Bob Marley.

Oh Fred Astaire! You gotta love a man that has moves. With beautiful Ginger Rogers dancing out of an old 8mm film reel.

Sir Duke Ellington! :)

Beethoven. Erika actually tried keeping much of the notes in tact, so you can still read portions of it in his hair, face & jacket.

Simmons also does custom work for people and will include any object that coincides with the portrait that she's doing. A custom job will run you about $1200 and up. 'But every case is different' as she puts it. An average cassette tape portrait 16x20 inches goes for around $1800 and take nearly 2 weeks to create. The price and the wait is worth it if you ask me though. The work is deeply impressive and to have a personal one of yourself and/or a loved one would just be literally stunning

http://iri5.com/

Free Air

Gasping for life, as the breeze takes your hair.
Releasing of strife, sunlight in the atmosphere.
Cloud surfing thoughts, as your eyes catch the glare.
What's fighting is fought & yet still unaware.
The night will come later, dwell then & live now.
Circling the equator, for what's lost and what's found.

Gravity

The defined thing that keeps us all grounded. The force behind keeping the moon in place and in orbit.

"As for the science behind the action, we know that Isaac Newton defined gravity as a force -- one that attracts all objects to all other objects. We know that Albert Einstein said gravity is a result of the curvature of space-time. These two theories are the most common and widely held (if somewhat incomplete) explanations of gravity."

Sometimes in life it feels like you're falling down. Sometimes it feels like you're falling up. Or just simply falling, period. I wonder without gravity close to all of our sides.. Would we just float on into the mysterious sky? Allowing our dreams and inhibitions to grow or run wild as they please?? Better for us or worse for us? I've found that where there's a place that let's you be free and open, instead of curbing "inappropriate thinking/behavior", that's the place where a person can truly find & be themselves. Too many rules & regulations keeps the mind from expanding in creativity.
Coloring outside the lines is something every adult should get back in the motion of doing. We can't do much about gravity, but we can metaphorically shoot the theory to shit. Live life & stop letting it live you.

25 & A's

I'm starting to think the 25th day of the month is a representation of nothing good. My kitty is gone. :(

Feck

This picture represents my current psychological mind. I am neither backwards or forward. Kinda like a still log floating idle in an ocean. When's it end?

Hump Day

Mid June, mid year, mid week, mid-life crisis. (Well quarter-life actually)

I'm wondering when a wind will come and knock me into reality & out of cloudy confusion. I always seem to wait for something to push me instead of me pushing myself. Kinda always been a problem for me. ::sigh::

My thoughts are long, like the time is short. Heh heh, yep.

R&R in NJ

It's so crazy to think that this is Wildwood New Jersey in 1935.

Looking back on my mini vacation to North Wildwood this past weekend, I find it therapeutic. Not having to worry about work or grade school homework. Putting behind all the melodrama's of my life and what is my friend's lives. It actually took me a little bit to get use to the idea of relaxation. The not setting an alarm clock. The waking up at whatever time. The drinking at 11 a.m. The saliva smoking. hahah! And of course the teenagers that lived next door. (Thanks guys.)

It's nice to unwind and let your hair down. I mean, it isn't like I work my ass off or anything--I've got it pretty sweet at work. But to realllly do nothing, ahhh, not too shabby for Jenny.

I GaVe my Heart To Rock&Roll

lust

love

unity

Washed Up

So we're almost half way into the year and a lot of things are transpiring slightly different than I would have liked. When it rains, it pours is an understatement at this point.

I think it's especially cool how I can go back in my rolodex of entries & actually watch the progression of my spirits go from elation, to boredom & depression, all the way back around to happiness. All the calls and predictions I was dead on balls accurate with, to the ones I never even saw coming. If only.. If only I could predict what's next. Soon this very entry will become a part of what I'm talking about. How completely clueless and lost I feel, with no forewarning of what summer holds. The smiles, the tears, the scars.... they'll all be unforeseen.

I wish my cosmic perception was tuned a little finer. my frequency picks up on the little things that no one even cares to hear about, nor would they believe. But the little things are simply bigger things broken down into pieces to merely appear insignificant.

Rambling... such an old friend that I haven't had the pleasure of having near.

my question is; Once it's washed all away, will the remains remain the same?

Peas and Carrots

I find it really crazy how things can breeze in and out of your life. People come and go for different reasons. You have your time with them and they serve their purpose, then you go on to blossom in different ways. So to reunite with people that knew you before you even really knew yourself, is an honor to say the least.

Eleven years is a very long time. Well maybe not "very long", but it's pretty fucking long. As each one of my new-old friends told their stories of happiness & life I couldn't help but think of how amazingly familiar it all felt. Like a day hadn't passed and we were 14 all over again. It's really nice to feel that childlike rush of purity. As an adult it's not remembered enough, things are taken too seriously. So we proceeded to act half our age and drink half our body weight. Happy Hour turned into a slumber party within hours. Great laughs were exchanged and more will come.

Peas and carrots.

Soul-volving

Understanding that it's been a while, I'll save all the updates for a later post.

What you see here is an evolving soul. I'd like to think of myself as constantly evolving, as should every person. Without change, there is no progress.

Can you see the difference between the evolving souls? The change is slight, but it's there.

From this past December to the present time, I've transformed. Hell, at the beginning of this very entry I was different. The body and mind is always in constant upgrading.

Things have been well for yours truly. I realize I haven't been too consistent with my posts, but I promise I'm going to try hard. It was one of my many New Year's Resolutions. (Four months later...) Better late than never though right?