Colors in Nature

refracted daisies via smashing magazine

reflective pool image by Philippe Sainte-Laudy via smashing magazine

macro of flower by melissa stolte via smashing magazine

image by cyprus K via smashing magazine

CKOne Limited Edition

Hot packaging with removable MP3 player from Calvin Klein featured on the dieline.com, inspired by music being a universal language. A compelling concept for the times we are in, driving home major trends of unity and good times with CK perfection. The handlettering makes it personal, the music appeals to the masses and the sleek sophisticated combination is cutting edge. LOVE IT!

Baila me...

Baila baila baila me
Esta rumba a ta gitana
Que yo siempre cantare
Pero yo siempre cantare...

It's no blues act to be sure, but the Gipsy Kings are playing the new HOB tomorrow and I just can't wait. We have been missing the old House of Blues in Cambridge and this is an exciting addition to the Boston music scene. Finally a venue big enough for national acts and small enough for a more intimate show than the "Garden". Safe enough, that you don't have to worry about the balcony coming down like the Orpheum. Sadly, I read that alot of the decor from the old place at Harvard Square was stored down in New Orleans and much of it got damaged by Katrina. I can't wait to see what made it back to Boston. It's been a long time.

Can you see me dancing while I am typing? Pero yo siempre cantare...

Scott Smith is the art director and curator of the House of Blues who features a folk art expression to compliment the music of the south that the place is known for. The HOB officially opens Saturday with a performance by original Blues Brothers front man, Dan Ackroyd and stand in Jim Belushi.

This image via the Herald.

Mirror

I look inside you
Visual lucidity
to find myself
my heart
my soul
Your words--
your barrier
to the light--
reflected upon you
refracted upon me
my eyes open
my mind searching
Mirror
one dimension
Trying to be three

-MMay 2002

image by Arkady Golod via found shit

The Window

Your smile comes to me
in my dreams
Your words,
your sweet smell
lingers in my senses--
Your eyes expressive
as open windows
to your soul
Reeling in relentlessly
but held back
by uncertainty
Hands held tightly
around the truth
Whirling through the air
Spinning through
the atmosphere
of black abyss
Show me the window
and let me
walk through

--MMay 2001


I love poetry for all the stops and starts and contemplation. I love it for the way it makes me think about life, love, family, friends, the past, present and future.
There is more, so if you like I will post. I usually source the poets that know what they are doing.
(wink.)

Walk the Earth

Walk the Earth to find your soul
Let your thoughts make you whole
Just the abstract moment lends
All the incarnation mends
Walk the Earth this day and next
Let your thoughts free
The internal struggle
binds your soul to thee
As the bells ring high
the chimes sound this day--
Close your eyes and be--
The stars appear
and so--
you are on to the next
Days come, they go
But this abstract thing
you know--
Residing deep within your soul
Your treasure only you know
When and if
you would ever share--
Or if you have shared
in disguise
Under the mask
of weakness
of hopefulness
of wonder--
And so your soul is walking
here and there to find
adventures
great and small--
glances and time spent
laughing
Fill your heart--
Perhaps until
another life unfolds

-M.May 2001

Nature does not hurry...

Nature does not hurry, yet everything is accomplished.

Of all that is good, sublimity is supreme.
Succeeding is the coming together of all that is beautiful.
Furtherance is the agreement of all that is just.
Perseverance is the foundation of all actions.

-Lao Tzu

**anyone interested in more pictures of PR, I am currently posting on my flickr
(over in the right nav there is a link)