Saturday, February 4, 2017

Gary Bunt Painter & Poet









This short documentary film by Carl Warner about the artist/poet Gary Bunt is a beautiful work of art. I am enamored by Gary Bunt’s work, his life and how he sees it.❤️

Wednesday, January 11, 2017

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Wednesday, December 28, 2016

Together in Heaven


And today, Carrie Fisher's brother Todd Fisher, shared this lovely tribute to his sister and mother.....on twitter

"This is a beautiful love story to witness in my 58 years. I miss them both so much. Love is everlasting." Todd Fisher






 “6 year old Carrie Fisher watching from the wings as her mother Debbie Reynolds performs on stage at the Riviera Hotel in Las Vegas – 1963”
via Mabelman’s Old Hollywood Photograph by Lawrence Schiller





















Debbie Reynolds April 1, 1932 – December 28, 2016      

Carrie Francis Fisher Oct. 21,1956 - Dec. 27, 2016


Together in Heaven

pictures courtesy of tumblr

Goodbye, Princess Leia



           Carrie Frances Fisher ( Oct.21,1956- Dec.27, 2016 ) 

                     May the force be with you always, Princess Leia
                                                         R.I.P.

Sunday, December 25, 2016

A Christmas Carol -- Barbara Allen




Most definately the Best version of Charles Dickens's A Christmas Carol starring Alistair Sim as Scrooge.



A Merry Christmas and Best Wishes for A Happy, Healthy and Prosperous New Year!



Happy, happy Christmas, that can win us back to the delusions of our childish days; that can recall to the old man the pleasures of his youth; that can transport the sailor and the traveller, thousands of miles away, back to his own fire-side and his quiet home! - Charles Dickens, The Pickwick Papers, 1836

Monday, November 21, 2016

WATCHING EARTH FROM THE MOON

 SEEMS SO PEACEFUL




LIKE A GLASS FISHING FLOAT SUSPENDED IN SPACE, WEIGHTLESS

TWINKLING IN THE MIST OF A SHIMMERING STARRY SEA

IT'S WHERE THEIR HEART IS LONGING TO BE

"BLUE CHRISTMAS STARGAZERS" BACK WHERE MY HEART LONGS TO BE

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Friday, November 18, 2016

Everybody knows - Leonard Cohen RIP





Everybody knows that the dice are loaded

Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed

Everybody knows that the war is over

Everybody knows the good guys lost

Everybody knows the fight was fixed

The poor stay poor, the rich get rich

Thats how it goes

Everybody knows




Everybody knows that the boat is leaking

Everybody knows that the captain lied

Everybody got this broken feeling

Like their father or their dog just died

Everybody talking to their pockets

Everybody wants a box of chocolates

And a long stem rose

Everybody knows




Everybody knows that you love me baby

Everybody knows that you really do

Everybody knows that youve been faithful

Ah give or take a night or two

Everybody knows youve been discreet

But there were so many people you just had to meet

Without your clothes

And everybody knows




Everybody knows, everybody knows

Thats how it goes

Everybody knows




And everybody knows that its now or never

Everybody knows that its me or you

And everybody knows that you live forever

Ah when youve done a line or two

Everybody knows the deal is rotten

Old black joes still pickin cotton

For your ribbons and bows

And everybody knows




And everybody knows that the plague is coming

Everybody knows that its moving fast

Everybody knows that the naked man and woman

Are just a shining artifact of the past

Everybody knows the scene is dead

But theres gonna be a meter on your bed

That will disclose

What everybody knows




And everybody knows that youre in trouble

Everybody knows what youve been through

From the bloody cross on top of calvary

To the beach of Malibu

Everybody knows its coming apart

Take one last look at this sacred heart

Before it blows

And everybody knows




Everybody knows, everybody knows

Thats how it goes

Everybody knows....LEONARD COHEN 1934-2016 RIP

Monday, November 14, 2016

" AND, THE COLD, CRYSTAL MOON LOOKED DOWN "


A PERIGEE ~ SYZYGY MOON  or  SUPERMOON

I failed terribly in capturing  the "undeniably beautiful" supermoon tonight, all thou, I was left with three interesting photographs for souvenirs of the special event.








"The difference between a fine oil painting and a mechanical thing like a photograph is simply this: a photograph shows only the reality; a painting shows not only the reality but the dream behind it--. It's our dreams that keep us going. That separate us from the beasts." HARVEY
Maybe so, but this photograph gives me the illusion of a fine oil painting with a dream behind it.




p.s. The supermoon returns tomorrow so I get another shot, literally,  at a better picture : )

Thursday, November 10, 2016

STRESSED OUT ~ TAKE THE RIDE


Love The Bike!




At last, the wait is over! Father and daughter took a chilly motorcycle ride on hubby's Triumph 900 yesterday, 40 minutes after he landed from Saskatchewan. Two weeks ago the weather was beautiful, warm and perfect for riding. While hubby was away at work I drove our truck, which totally is my pet and caught myself waving at the riders on the motorbikes that passed me on the road as if I was on a bike myself and immediately wishing hubby were home, only because he’s got the biker’s license : ) Who would have thought a bike could do this to a girl, for that matter, an over the hill gal like me?

I never thought after 40 years my love and passion for motorcycles would still be with me but taking that first ride on the bike when hubby took me to Merrickville was beyond exhilarating. The pastoral countryside in Plein air was breathtaking, literally. The scents of burning wood and freshly cut grass were extensions to the visual experience only to evoke more of my undying love for the open fields of the countryside.

Once you take that first motorcycle ride there is no going back, thou maybe back in time to when you were twenty-something for there is definitely something magical about riding a motorcycle. It makes you forget time, space, unhappy thoughts; your mind becomes an interior pastoral, sylvan landscape and what therapy that is! And one step beyond it would be riding with the warm wind in your hair.

Thinking back, I was brought up on motorcycles and Vespa’s back in Italy when I was a mere five-year-old child. My uncles Mario and Titti would offer me rides on their bikes in exchange for cigarettes I would have to loot from my sleeping mother who worked the night shift at the hospital.
And then I met my husband 14 years later all because I asked for a motorcycle ride on his Kawasaki 400.
So I suppose it really shouldn’t have been such surprise to me how much I adore riding!

I'm next Stan!


Playing Hangman ......



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