princessbeckie
April 25th 1984  (Age 33)
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Thursday, July 31, 2014
dirty dirt.

Something has been bothering me lately. A lot.
It's the world. It's everything that is wrong with the world.
Our planet is being destroyed by the people it provided a home for.
There's homelessness and starvation and corruption everywhere.
It hurts me so much to think about it all.
What hurts me even more is that it's not something that cannot be fixed.
We're entirely capable of reducing the damage that we are doing to the earth and the animals. We are entirely capable of reducing our own individual impact on the earth. It's not even expensive. It's cheaper. It would also have this amazing trickle down effect for our health and wellness.
The thing is, people don't want to. They don't want to change. And they either don't care, or don't understand what we are doing to this planet.
What's even more odd about this whole situation is the number of people in this country alone who claim a religion and claim to love God. If you love God, why aren't you doing your part for the beautiful planet he gave you??
I'm not even excusing myself. I don't feel like I've been doing as much as I can.

So I am vowing to change that.
By walking and biking more instead of driving.
Using what we have instead of buying new.
....

Any other ideas?


Posted at Thursday, July 31, 2014 by princessbeckie
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Monday, July 28, 2014
small miracles

If you look closely at the front egg you can see the cracks of emerging life.

I was looking at these baby birds and thinking of what a small miracle they are. That nest that was built expertly by their mother holds the possibility of four lives. It's not really a small miracle though, is it?

No. Not at all. No miracle is small, and they certainly cannot be measured by me.

Even to think of the nest.  Think of the nest without the lovely little lives in it. It started with a simple strand. A piece of grass or straw. The mother bird simply knew what to do, and she did it. She built this nest out of nothing with knowledge that she was somehow born with.

Then she took care of her eggs with the little lives growing inside of them. Now here are these brand new lives coming out into the world. They don't even know that it's amazing. They don't even know they're magnificent. And it's happening all over the place.

It's spring.


Posted at Monday, July 28, 2014 by princessbeckie
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Saturday, July 26, 2014
blue.


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Thursday, July 24, 2014
What a world, what a world...

People need to stand up more for what's going on in Israel.
No, people need to worry more about what is happening in their own country.
No, people need to care more about the government.
No, people need to pay closer attention to the animals!
No, it's the children who need out help.
No, there's domestic violence. That needs to stop!
No, hunger.
No, polution!

No
No
No

Isn't it enough to just care and let other people care and do what we can for who we can....
People are always talking about what the real problem is....
Aren't they all real problems?

----------split----------------------------

I'm getting pretty close to finishing a painting I started a while ago.

Let me know what you think. Especially if you have some constructive criticism.


Posted at Thursday, July 24, 2014 by princessbeckie
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Wednesday, June 11, 2014
gaining and losing


  1. I painted this
  2. I drew it, too.
  3. Sometimes I lose confidence in my art, and my ability as an artist.
  4. I think that's something every artist goes through.
  5. I think that if every artist goes back every once in a while, and takes a look at their completed art, it would help them.
  6. The reason I think this is that when I start losing confidence (in my art and in my ability as an artist) I start remembering my past works as much less than what they actually are.
  7. All art is beautiful.
  8. Even mine. <3




Posted at Wednesday, June 11, 2014 by princessbeckie
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Monday, June 09, 2014
heart broken

Sometimes I like to sit and think about all of the things that have broken my heart over the years.
It's only reflection.
Thinking back to who I was at the time. 
Whatever I was doing.
Where I was at in my life, compared to where I am now.
For better or worse.

Everything that has broken my heart...
situations
boys
friends
realities
songs
failures
books
movies
facts
the world at large

Posted at Monday, June 09, 2014 by princessbeckie
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Thursday, June 05, 2014
electrical outlet

Everyone needs to blow off some steam sometimes.


But what do you do when you're looking for the words, and the words won't come?

Or the only words that will come are negative and rotten.


What about if you need to talk about something, but the topic requires a certain amount of discretion?

How vague can you manage to be without becoming too vague?


I sit here staring at my blinking cursor and it occurs to me, that this is probably a good time to use art as an outlet.  


Posted at Thursday, June 05, 2014 by princessbeckie
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Monday, June 02, 2014
persistant

Sometimes art taps you on the shoulder in the middle of the night.  It whispers in your ear about grand ideas and insists that you write the ideas down.  Drop by as soon as possible.  It'd be nice to catch up.


************


Other times art raps you on the head while you slumber and demands that you leave your bed and come fight it out in the kitchen.  It is sleep who can wait, as I will not.



Posted at Monday, June 02, 2014 by princessbeckie
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Thursday, May 29, 2014
personally undefined

Chuck Close- His autobiography is a great children's book.  Best advice for artists I've seen!

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Friday, May 23, 2014
Night owl

hoot.

hoot.

...hoot.  :|



i don't think i'm alone in preferring to stay up at night...everything's quiet and covered in darknesss.  mystery is everywhere.  and my mind is wide awake.  but, the world...or at least this side of it, is working against me. 


my spring semester starts next week and i must rejoin society.  sleeping at night and business during the daylight hours.


i have chosen this week to try to readjust myself.  i'd rather go through the discomfort of sleep deprivation while i don't have to think about classes and homework and tight schedules. 


tonight i cut off the caffeine at 4 pm.  i put my phone away at 8 pm.  i turned out the lights in the house and took a melatonin tablet. i fell asleep for a couple of hours.


and then i woke up.

and i tried to ignore my waking mind.

but it was shaking and buzzing.

finally i gave in.

and here we are. 

hooting once again.


Posted at Friday, May 23, 2014 by princessbeckie
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