Untold Stories

Never when the noisiness of shuffling feet or obligatory laughs fill the spaces between door and window. Always when the other door closes and I am alone. I thought I was alone. The once frivolous pursuit of thoughts switch to peeks and glimpses of Her spilling coffee and the lines of His unmoving lips. "What is your name?" I ask. She turns the corner, her skirt lightly catches wind. "Wait!" I close my eyes. Why have they chosen a mind like mine? Selfish, buttoned up mind. I can hear Him catch Her around the corner. I imagine She runs right into his chest. Thud. There goes the coffee. I turn the corner and giggle at the sight. She hides Herself quietly, neatly behind Him. "Show me your faces." I ask politely. "Show me your faces." I ask a little less politely. Fumbling with the chain, He opens his copper pocket watch; it reads: "Tell them the story."

pretty colors

My lovely gal pal recently shared this little treasure of a site with me. Do take a minute or two to create something pretty to share! in light of my undying love for mr. sendak's little boy, max... it's no surprise this is what i came up with for my first piece.

sleepy, beneath clouds

Please take a peak at my new photo blog!

dear mr. sunshine

My first, and certainly not my last, stop motion film. Very very short film. I thought I should start with something little before taking on bigger ideas. Enjoy for now and stay tuned for more in the hopefully near future. Good night!

Neopolitan Dreams

First day back to school- let the procrastination begin :)
Here is a lovely young bright eyed lady I started listening to recently.
Lisa Mitchell's music is like sunshine in a silver locket.
Her videos are equally as endearing.
Enjoy!

The Land of Tears

from "The Little Prince" by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

Taylor and the Twins

Taylor age 5

Connor age 3

Kyra age 3

feeble fingers

Tree Castles

i tumbled upon a fairy tale like blog early this morning.
Tree Castles

Her words fall quiet and gentle like the snow that hasn't yet arrived this winter.
Here are some of them...

"In a moment like this, you feel as if you are always missing something. Perhaps you are missing the snow. Perhaps you are missing someone's hand that you never had the chance to hold. Or you could be pretending that you are missing something just to feel alive. Alive and alone.
Last night when you were lying on your bed, you remembered those nights when the wind was a friendly stranger. You remembered when you walked out of the house while everyone was asleep, all your neighbors and friends, sisters and brothers, mother and father, lost like a shadow. Their dreams filled the air with a stillness only trees could understand. And only if you could know what the trees know, is what you wondered.
And now you are wondering if all that was a mere dream. A dream that vanished, a thief that broke off a little piece from the crystal glass of your heart. It went away with spring. A magnificent elope, an unforgettable escapade.
No wonder. No wonder there is a boy ghost sitting by the balcony outside, you said. A hologram that you cannot touch. You cannot ever touch a faded memory. It slips through your fingers in its delicate heartbreaking way where your throat chokes on those drops that fall from eyes. But how can it be when your tears never fell? How do you choke on them?
And immediately you asked me if hearts can cry. I did not say anything. You already knew the answer. You have known it forever."

Bedtime Haikus

I.

Let us knit gently
A woolly throw to keep our
Feeble fingers warm

II.
When loneliness comes
The throw turns into a ship-
Sailing towards stars

III.
Sail away, darling!
Let the nightlights and shadows
Tell stories till dawn