Sunday, September 28, 2008

HAS IT BEEN THAAAAT LONG?

Such a very long time since this journal has gone without any updates. Seems a shame considering once upon a time I regularly wrote in it. It was a diary of sorts, and I have neglected it.
 
I sold this painting I recently completed. I was happy, but it was difficult for me to let go of, because it is one I truly liked. I do not say that often about any of my paintings. However, I felt a wee bit proud that someone liked it enough to purchase it. ::smile::

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"MEDITATION"~oil

 
After that one was finished, I did this very small 5" x 7" painting of flowers. I think I have an addiction to florals.

"LA FLEUR ORANGE"~oil

At the request of my niece, I am currently working on an oil portrait of her and her dog. She wants me to give it to her as a Christmas gift, and I am nearly done with it. It has been challenging, to say the least.
 
I have found some of the most spectacular poets online. In my spare time, I read their poetry, and I am totally in awe of their gift with words. I even bought two poets' books. They are THAT good.
 
I piddle around writing some of my own poems. But, none compare to the brilliant poems that are online. I will close this entry with two of my own meager attempts to express my thoughts via poetry.
 
One day soon I hope to catch up on my reading of blogs here on AOL. And I will!
 

 

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Sunday, March 16, 2008

2nd YIKES! Paintings

VOYEUR~acrylic~1st in Mask Series

I decided to do a series of mask paintings. Masks have always fascinated me. I envision days of the past when masquerade balls were held, and each guest absolutely had to have a mask. I am currently working on the fourth in the series. I do not know how many I will eventually paint, but I am thoroughly loving trying new techniques and coming up with various compositions. I am also in the process of painting a watercolor portrait of the two-year-old son of a dear friend of mine.

HAUGHTY DECADENCE~acrylic~2nd in Mask Series

FACE THE MUSIC~acrylic/mixed media~3rd in Mask Series

ROSE~my first oil paint attempt

YIKES! (Poetry)

I am shocked that I have not written here for three months. Guess our parents were telling the truth when they said that time flies as we get older. ::proud knowing my parents always told us girls the truth::
 
Well, I have been busy with all sorts of activities and happy about them. AND March Madness is here, to boot! I do love my college basketball.
 
Aside from the family and social functions and obligations, I have continued to pursue art and writing. These are some of the poems/prose I have completed since my last post.

I am selfish
Sometimes
Not very often
I know when to be
 
Demands, disappointments
Chaos reigns in my mind
 
Quelled shouts
Noiseless dark fury
Optimism spirals downward
Fatigue the constant companion
 
Crying from the inside
Tears begging for release
 
The time arrives
An internal alarm clock
Shrill, nonstop beeping
Bellowing to be silenced
 
Enough, enough, enough
Withdrawing begins
 
It becomes about me
Me
Alone
Solo
 
A sojourn to renewal
Ultimately benefiting all
 
 
*~Nikki/Bedazzled~*
 
 
 
 
 
Memory Lane
is that long road
curving and winding
the scenery ever changing
for a time
sheltering trees line it
offering protection
gladdening my heart
before giving way to
vast expanses of desert sand
the emptiness wearisome
joyless
bleak
dead
anxious to escape
to yonder fields
dotted with life
crimson poppies calling
amidst the vibrant green
refreshing my senses
bringing me hope
journeying on
along chilling cliffs
paralyzed lungs
futilely clutching breath
at dizzying heights
reeling
staggering forward
on this path
desperate to reach
the distant rainbow
 
 
*~Nikki/Bedazzled~*
 
 
 
 
The bitter cold increases
permeating my bones
 
Feeble limbs shiver in vain
fighting the invisible dead
 
Numbness overwhelms me
warmth a distant memory
 
Icy fingers surround my heart
crushing it with indifference
 
The beat ominously slowing
a casualty of your idea of love
 
 
 
*~Nikki/Bedazzled~*
 
 
 
 
 
Look at me
Notice how I carry myself
Shoulders back
Chin held high
 
My step is sure and steady
Rounded hips swaying gently
Easily conversing with others
Laughter tumbling past my lips
 
The picture of confidence
 
Do not touch me
For I am made of ice
The warmth of your hands
Might melt my barrier
 
Too many wounds frozen over
Arctic bitterness holds me
My embrace of choice
Safety for my soul
 
The enigmatic ice princess
 
 
 
*~Nikki/Bedazzled~*

 

She could see the colors
of the glorious wind
Revealed only to her
for she herself was a whirlwind
 
Two distinctly different entities
Unified as one
 
During soft moments in time
the gentle breeze was azure
A smile played on her face
while the wind whispered
 
They were knowing friends
She and the wind
 
Mysteriously gray and purple currents
traced her body when she despaired
The calming touches soothed her mind
and knotted muscles loosened
 
Together
Helping and healing
 
Tempests were a crimson hue
matching her fury and wrath
She wildly twirled in the madness
until her energy was spent
 
No judgment
Only a release
 
Invisible to all others
she was privilege to its many shades
Matching her own complexities
sharing countless passions
 
Honored
The wind colored her world
 
 
*~Nikki/Bedazzled~*