The Circus Art Parade Big Finale! Plus Winners!

Sep 17

At Last!

The Initiatory Parade of Circusness has commenced!  Or started… or finished…  Or… something.  But whatever it’s doing, we have *Winners!* Yay.  If you missed the earlier fun, you can read all about it, here:  Every Circus Starts With A Parade (plus free art) Or just  scroll down to see the parade of awesome, and see who won (or  find out if you’ve won!)

Selma & Her Favorite Pirate Monkey

First up? An honorary addition.

Havi Brooks didn’t comment in the parade, but it wouldn’t exist without her – after all, it was her Fluent Self’s pirate ship metaphoring that started this mess. So I’ve given Selma (Havi’s business partner & duck) the honor of Grand Marshall. You can see Selma here in her wee pirate hat, being carried along by her favorite Pirate Monkey, who is named Claude.

(Oh, and you can click on any of the images for a larger version. Clickity Click Click!)

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The Circus, In Three Rings Or Less

Sep 14

Little Miss Grumpy Nose (not my child. but adorable)So. Here We Are. Live.

There’s been tons of planning. A wee bit of hoopla, a parade  is in progress…  a few hopeful circus goers have gathered, to see what’s going to happen next.

And me, your fearless ringmaster?  Yeah.  I’m totally overwhelmed with performance anxiety. Totally not in the plans, but at least it  proves that the ‘serene, centered success’ thing? It’s an ideal I aspire to, not a fait accompli pedestal that I peer down upon you from.  We’re all in this insecure chaos together, baby

With the performance anxiety in mind, I’m going to skip the planned posts i’m supposed to be finishing up today, and instead, ramble about “serene, centered success” a bit. 

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A Love Letter to my Right People.

Sep 09

Love letters. They totally rock. (and so do you)

Dear Artist, Dear Writer,
Dear Dreamer & Dancer,
Organizer & Entrepreneur,

Do you know that you are my favorite person in all of the world?

Your ideas, words, images, melodies, methods… these things you create ? They connect us to each other, to the world, to ourselves.  You inspire, you motivate, you awaken, you comfort.  You make the invisible visible,  give form to the intangible, you help us to make sense out of our own madness, just by breathing on it.

And yes, my love, I know how mind-shreddingly scary this is, this being needed in such a naked, personal way.  I know that sometimes you are afraid to step forward to speak-move-write-share.

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