Ahh, four days away and we will be in Walking Dead heaven. As those of you who have followed my blog or Facebook page know, I am a HUGE Walking Dead fan. And, if you've followed me online, you know that I had an online school called La Petite Academy where I taught thousands of women and girls how to draw and paint my own little characters that I call "Petite Dolls." It was only a matter of time before I had to Suzify TWD by turning my favorite characters into my own "petite dolls."
Norman Reedus, the actor who plays Daryl, used to be a fashion model, and has the 'I'm so good looking I don't have to wash my hair' thing down pat. His presence on the web, too, is non-stop sexual innuendo; not saying I don't like it, but it *is* a bit porno. So, that is how I see this guy: Daryl Dixon - Zombie Killing Porn Star. I hope you him as much as I enjoyed creating him!
*Fun Fact* Unity Stamp Company is turning my Angel into a stamp! It will be out in a few weeks. I also have this angel as a class here: Pathwork Angel
I know that Fall has arrived, not because I have fleece sweatpants on - because they never went anywhere, I wore them all summer - but because of the many blonde, ponytailed, women I've seen lately drinking pumpkin lattes.
Since the season has changed, I've changed my palette as well. The cooler tones represent the cooler air that's coming in. The end of the summer has got me thinking about harvest, and gathering that which I created during the summer. Not just art but also experiences. What are all of the good things that have happened to me? It is so easy to look at what I don't have, but what about my blessings? I know it's all yadda yadda grateful, thanksgiving, blech, nauseatingness, but we must get past that. Be. Grateful. Count. Your. Blessings. Count them up like flowers and take those beauties everywhere with you.
Did you notice my harvest angel has Eagle wings? Better to soar with, you know.
There is a payoff from all of the bad things we do, otherwise we wouldn't do them. When life suffocates me, chocolate cake helps. So does sex or booze, but I am trying to make choices that lessen my next day suffering. Binging on cake brings on a quick euphoric bliss-like state that is just enough to make life tolerable again. Yoga and massages and a vast amount of other things work, too, but I'm a crackhead and choose the path of no resistance. Cake makes me not want to kill people, so I consider my eating it a public service.
I don't care if it's alcohol, crappy food, or shmucky guys, not a thing any of us can do will help someone stop making bad choices if that is what they want to do. It is hard enough to intervene on our own behalf. I own my brain, but I STILL can't control it and make it want to do the right thing all the time. I have zero control over other people, and neither do you.
Yes, you can try talking sense into someone, but after awhile, you will need to let it go. Love them for who they are in spite of their weaknesses, and love them for their humanity. If, however, what they are doing is killing them or they are a serial killer, you need to set some boundaries. Say I love you, but I am not going to watch you do this. Godspeed.
Unless they are a serial killer. Then you need to call the cops.
In the summer of 2014 I felt inspired to create a collection of astrological portraits to represent the 12 signs of the Zodiac. I have been studying astrology since my early twenties and am fascinated by how creepy accurate our natal charts can be.
Girls of the Zodiac is a 2015 12-month wall calendar, printed on heavy cardstock with the inside artwork printed on glossy paper, measuring 9 x 11 inches. It features the incredible astrological art of the incomparable Suzi Blu. We have a limited number available, so first come, first served. These would make a fabulous Christmas or New Year's gift.
“Life changes fast. Life changes in the instant. You sit down to dinner and life as you know it ends.” Joan Didion
Although who I am is who I was at 10 years of age, however unfortunate, I did not stay that person. A lot of bad years, and a few good, have transformed me into someone else. I am transformed daily, hourly even. The only thing that is constant in my life, is that I will change.
Somewhere deep down, though, is a place that does not change. It is a place of unending quiet, waiting for me to visit. This is solace. This is refuge, and when everything is crazy and changing too rapidly, I close my eyes and go there.
"Let yourself be silently drawn by the strange pull of what you really love. It will not lead you astray." RUMI
Like Angels, Faeries are messengers of encouragement. They hang around our shoulders and whisper support into our ears with love and care. But they are also different. While Angels are concerned with our spiritual well being, that we stay safe and do good things so we can be happy in heaven, Faeries feel responsible for our fun. Society tells us that while we are working, we should not be enjoying ourselves. Work is work: it's supposed to be hard, long, and definitely not pleasurable. You get paid for your sacrifice. But what IF your work could also be your fun? "Work happy!" That's what the faeries say.
I like to keep faeries around so I am constantly reminded to do just that!