Let it refill at night, from the springs that fed it.

Jan 21

Let those words pass through delicate lips and gentle fingers with a fiery passion for every experience. But don’t empty that well, he said. Stop when there is still something left in the deepest part.

And I suppose like Marilyn Monroe says, as permanently inked just below my heart and slightly to the left, “I restore myself when I’m alone”.

Marilyn Monroe Writing, 1953

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London is a roost for every bird.

Dec 29

I’m finally starting to hack away at some housekeeping items over this winter “break” weekend. So, while I tinker with the look and feel of things around here, I thought I should share some of the photos I took during trip to London in August of this year. These are just a few, with minimal editing if any. I hope to share more soon in addition to an updated theme for brainshambles. Ambitious – maybe. But who said I was ever anything different?

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The present in New York is so powerful that the past is lost.

Jun 30

I spent the last three days in New York City attending a seminar at the Direct Marketing Association. I haven’t been to the city since I was a girl, and experiencing it on my own accord (for the most part) was incredible. I was voted “Most Likely to be on Broadway” in highschool, and I’m thinking all those girls may have been on to something. There may have been a place for me there. The people, the sounds, the food, the noise, the culture, the streets…there is truly no place on earth quite like it. Asking people to take pictures of you in true tourist form isn’t even that awkward. Or if it is, I didn’t care – because just soaking in all the world right in those little moments was all that mattered. I truly regret not packing my Canon 60D (an artist without her tools in the most inspirational of places is quite a shame), but these little arms could only carry so much luggage. A blackberry camera and an iPod touch were all I had to document, but better than nothing at all. I enjoyed roaming the streets, eating new foods, meeting new marketers/artists and learning new things. It was a short trip, but one I am most thankful for and truly won’t forget.

Salvatore Ferragamo and Marilyn!

Times Square on a Thursday

Crepe au Chocolate and Cotes du Rhone

9/11 Memorial

In love with Manhattan

Times Square at Night

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Crave for a thing, you will get it. Renounce the craving, the object will follow you by itself.

May 30

Let go. Leap, they say, and the net will appear. That beautiful garden of a mind is growing full of weeds. The time is ripe to rip them out, call them by name and fill their catacombs with fresh soil. To jump deliberately with eyes wide open might be the noblest, most educated decision one could make in their lives. But words are just words [are just words, are just words] until they become energy catalyzed by thought, pushed through fear, out through muscle and onto a path.

Marilyn Monroe photographed by Milton Greene, 1956

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Alter-Ego Monday: Marie Antoinette wants a pedicure.

May 07

I would sell a right pinky finger to be pampered at this point. I want to have my cake and eat it too. Not sorry.

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