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Zig-zagging Towards Water and Waves

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If the sirens sang

I would not be afraid

Today I am one of them

Where the moon

Meets the sea

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Shell greets the rock

The hills leap

Arching rounded

zig-zagging

towards water and waves.

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Spring is here !

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I wrote about it before.

The angle of the sun is changing.  Spring is here. This morning the sun is shining through a crystal hanging outside. A ray of light flew through our French windows. Today I took a self-photo and captured this rainbow from outside on to me inside my home. I caught it shining on my forehead or brow.

I am expressing a part of me from the inside out also.

How I see the world. I love capturing the essence of flowers by painting watercolors, or I like to capture nature by writing poems. It is the beauty I see all around me that takes me to my knees, so to speak. Everything we do starts on the inside and works its way out.

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Wrinkles

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Continuity of Life watercolors Hudley

We do not live in an old age friendly culture. I think we all feel a bit scared aging. If we, as human beings, honored our elders as wise we might look past the wrinkles of age and look more upon the character, humor and love that often comes with age.  If we make it to 40 this is when we realize that we are not getting any younger. Then if we don’t fight it we can review our life, a recapitulation, a spiraling around and looking at life. Looking at the continuity of life is so important.  For me it is also looking at friends in my life. Why some endure with time and others fade away. Then there are the friends that come up from the past to surprise me with complete joy. This is freedom to me… to have friends that take me for who I am without judgments, conditions or prejudices about how I look on the outside. I see joy also in the sun, moon, stars and cosmos as a consistency that life will go on some way or another. 

My Poem of Age…

Rosemary and purple flowers

Laugh at me and show me your mockery

My heart will endure regardless of your callousness.

Moons hide from me behind the clouds

As if you do not know I am here

I will still drink my beer and enjoy its bubbles.

Water makes my feet too cold

Freeze me with your flowing gossip

I will dry you off with a clean rough towel

Tossing you in the washer to be cleaned.

Fire dancing warm as red, purple and orange

Burn my body after I die

Ash I once was and ash I will become again

My spirit will forgive you all

It is continually young.

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The Wise Ones: Stencil Relief by Hudley

 

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A mockery of the Academy Awards

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Alfred Hitchcock                                                    Robert Mitchum

Two quotes by a famous director and an actor go something like this, “actors are like cattle … the hierarchy of prison life is similar to the movie business.” Maybe the academy should have their people, actors, directors, etc., dress up in character when they attend award night? Since it is so close to Mardi Gras, they might have them dress up for the big ball that it is? A month of preparation is good money for hair salons and plastic surgeons. Bodies are painted with the most intimate fashions on the planet; that the actors give back the next day. Why not go casual and comfortable instead, with a cold beer in their hand?  It is superficial, pretentious, and stupid that they do not!  Who are these beautiful people who act for us? We know who they fuck, who they divorce and when they get boob jobs. Tabloids make fun of them too. I do not have a clue who they are, not a clue and I am not looking for one either. They are simply cattle doing their business.

Films, the theater, writing scripts all has a magic for sure…story telling is as old as the Bushmen of the Kalahari Desert. Now that would be a hell of a fashion statement for next year’s Academy Awards.


NCA SanA


I love the the Bushmen of the Kalahari Desert because they listen to the praying mantis and have wonderful stories to share with us!! They are beautiful people, real human beings!!


Quotes taken frmo All About Eve script

EVE
	 Then why? Why, if you're the best
	 and most successful young director
	 in the Theater-

			BILL
	 The Theatuh, the Theatuh-
		(he sits up)
	 - what book of rules says the
	 Theater exists only within some
	 ugly buildings crowded into one
	 square mile of New York City? Or
	 London, Paris or Vienna?
		(he gets up)
	 Listen, junior. And learn. Want to
	 know what the Theater is? A flea
	 circus. Also opera. Also rodeos,
	 carnivals, ballets, Indian tribal
	 dances, Punch and Judy, a one-man
	 band - all Theater. Wherever
	 there's magic and make-believe and
	 an audience - there's Theater.
	 Donald Duck, Ibsen, and The Lone
	 Ranger, Sarah Bernhardt, Poodles
	 Hanneford, Lunt and Fontanne, Betty
	 Grable, Rex and Wild, and Eleanora
	 Duse. You don't understand them
	 all, you don't like them all, why
	 should you? The Theater's for
	 everybody - you included, but not
	 exclusively - so don't approve or
	 disapprove. It may not be your
	 Theater, but it's Theater of
	 somebody, somewhere. 

			EVE
	 I just asked a simple question. 

			BILL
		(grins)
	 And I shot my mouth off. Nothing
	 personal, junior, no offense...
		(he sits back down)
	 ... it's just that there's so much
	 bushwah in this Ivory Green Room
	 they call the Theatuh - sometimes
	 it gets up around my chin...

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