Hmmmn....
Jellyfish wigglin' in the sea
The cephalopod goes
The octopus knows
How to walk on the floor with no feet.
Hmmmmn .......
He's got ink, three hearts, but no feet.
posted by jm at 3:34 AM
Sunday, September 09, 2007
Jellyfish wigglin' in the sea
The cephalopod goes
The octopus knows
How to walk on the floor with no feet.
Hmmmmn .......
He's got ink, three hearts, but no feet.
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12 Comments:
I don't know why, but that lovely photo brings tears to my eyes! I find starfish so sweet and wiggly.
It looks like a little sun in a cosmic marina. :o) jm, you must spend hours looking for just the right photos.
nah, jm's just spritely image wizard hee hee.
Joe, this is interesting.
you must spend hours looking for just the right photos.
Last night I had one of my daily moments of "To hell with it all, I'm going to be a musician exclusively and cut the blogging". I was straightening up my practice room and was about to put a book away. I just happened to open it and this appeared. I couldn't resist posting it! And simultaneously came another stanza of Slinkin' Hornworm Blues. It plays beautifully. And a brand new thing -- songwriting with visuals.
Think the forces are trying to tell me something?? The image wizard?
It's all connected. Hours? It's hard to say whether a whole lifetime goes into an action or no time at all.
Actually it's exactly like my songwriting. The words and music always come together with no search or long thought. I've often wondered where the ideas originate and what makes them line up in rhythm and rhyme with no effort. At first. Effort comes in completing and performing them. The images do the same. They come at once with the words. They leap at me. This is why I've elected not to be a research scientist.:-)
I just realized something. If I could carry over the ease of creation to performance, I'd have it. Just a slight rerouting of confidence, is all.
You're so helpful joe.
For a brief time, a lovely wild kitten lived with us. She turned our world upside down, just the way she liked it, apparently. :-) Her name was Starfish.
Starfish... a symbol of regeneration. They can regenerate their arms if they are severed and can actually reproduce this way too. Found this on the web:
Some starfish can replicate themselves from only one arm and about 1/5th of the central disk, the "body" of the creature, and others divide their central disk in two. Each half then regenerates its missing parts.
Full article:
http://www.susanscott.net/OceanWatch2001/may25-01.html
I was going to mention this exceptional regenerative capability, but this is beyond what I realized.
Some starfish can replicate themselves from only one arm and about 1/5th of the central disk
Fascinating. More evidence of the potency of the center. I'd bet that we all have this ability but the regeneration is in other ways.
Each half then regenerates its missing parts.
Sometimes I see human life this way. People looking for the regeneration of their missing parts, ie., relationships.
It's all connected. Hours? It's hard to say whether a whole lifetime goes into an action or no time at all.
Wow, what a great thought...
Last night I had one of my daily moments of "To hell with it all, I'm going to be a musician exclusively and cut the blogging".
Oh, I hope not just yet JM, having just discovered your wonderful blog but I will continue to cherish these pages as long as you are writing. Your ability to find these images is amazing. I agree if you can reroute that to your musical expression it will extraordinary.
Mpk, I must say your encouragement is having a profound effect on me. It's making me realize some important things. Spontaneous audience response is intrinsic to my creative experience and now I know why I chose live performance over recording. I've never been more aware of it than now, largely as a result of your writings. The blog is an exercise in this relationship and I also see what I've learned from it in a short amount of time. I do not regret my choice at this moment.
In just the last week I've seen how I'd like to easily and naturally continue what I'm doing here with my musical performance. I have much to learn in my relationship with the audience but now it looks promising.
Thank you so much for your commentary. There is an unusually honest feeling in your words. Trustworthy. I hope I find a lot more of it out there as I go. Until now, I've been afraid to accept praise, but you are getting me past that one. Once I get fully beyond the gate, I will not fail to live up to your confidence in my abilities.
I agree if you can reroute that to your musical expression it will be extraordinary.
Speaking of delicious.
I got lucky.
Glad to be useful, my dear jm, however inadvertently. :o)
afraid to accept praise...JM perhaps it's a Saturn/Leo trouble? I'm the same way myself, and I feel it's getting easier, but. Sigh. The relationship with the 'audience' in all it's shape and forms.
I still remember the exact moment I became aware of looking in the mirror with another person watching. I work as a bike messenger and so am in elevators with mirrors a hundred times a day. After almost 10 years I realized how some people would look at their reflection, with me as their audience, and be completely at ease (or oblivious).
I bumped into a lawyer I knew, and as he was talking to me, he was checking his hair, his teeth, his coat...so un-selfconciously, all I could do was marvel: Chrispito could never do that...but why? I began to examine it further and I think I know the reasons: they are personal, and they are also astrological. I was right in the thick of my SR when I began thinking about things and was receptive.
Anyway, I haven't commented here too much lately but like a typical Sag ASC been running to and fro! I know blogging can seem a little chore like, but your presence is so appreciated. You're mind is so keen and I just love to hear your observations.
Thanks too for encouraging me to apply to art school, I started this week and I feel so at home I literally wept buckets. (Well, maybe that was Pluto going direct)
regardless! Please stay for a while longer yet...
afraid to accept praise...JM perhaps it's a Saturn/Leo trouble?
No doubt about it.
Wonderful, wonderful news about art school, chrispito. Some of my happiest moments are in art schools with all the studios, well lit, and smelling of creativity. I especially love the sculpture and pottery rooms. I feel good knowing you're there. It's a perfect time with the Saturn return and the Pluto rebirth.
I've worked long and diligently on my Saturn in Leo, and I still know it's a full lifetime of development. Accepting praise is the next big step. It borders on criminal not to allow people who appreciate me to express it. This, I think, is the gift of Leo. How comfortably they receive admiration and how much the audience enjoys this ritual.
I just thought of something. The stern judge and jury persona of Saturn can be turned into the manager of the night who tallies up the totals and keeps business clicking. That's what I'll do. Make him my business manager.
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