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garbage

i love garbage night.

i LOVE throwing away junk.

last night i went through a box of random junk and pitched most of it.

excellent.

even more excellent, the few items I did keep!!!

1. silly putty. enough said.

2. a MIXED tape. an ACTUAL  mixed tape of mine. i really didn’t think I had any of these around anymore.

what will I do with it you, ask?

not much, except smile. do an “in the old days” routine with the kiddies?

3. my Buddha Board

in case you are unfamiliar, it is a whimsical novelty that encourages you to paint with water alone

and contemplate the impermanence of the universe as you watch your masterpiece evaporate.

always a good lesson to refresh.

peace and love.

heARTbeatgal

postscript!!! is this terrible or meaningful news? …the silly putty left a permanent mark on the buddha board. Hmm?


overexposed

“Overexposed 2: Enough is Enough”

final.

let’s hope 2012 brings me a new model.

i am bored with the one I’ve got.

the other two move too much.

fingers crossed.

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speedball


winter kids

walking. shopping. heARTing. lunching. sledding. hunting. Ovaltine. playing. visiting. reading. sleeping.

my heART is full. and exhausted.

heARTbeatgal


window shopping

snaps from a quiet walk

out & about

my Ottawa

that makes me happy

so does good news

et le concert “Jardin” ce matin!!!!

heARTs  to the biggest hearts of my life.

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we

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M8C-qIgbP9o

caught this clip on its way ’round. excellent!

This makes me feel the hope and hell in my heART!

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third eye

 

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the experiment

one year ago

aught nine twelve two thousand and ten

54 reflections

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aught nine twelve two thousand and ten eleven

 

an unexpected journey, in, out, and around three hundred and sixty-five days.

until here.

mending, waiting, seeking…next!

(spirits around, won’t you please offer a hint!)

 

To my collaborator-friend-supporters, love.

heARTbeatgal (Olivia)


THE man the MAN!

Prince, sir, please pardon the few snaps stolen in the first few moments.

I just HAD to.

Understand here, I am applying no zoom.

Prince spent a good long while on, around, and playing the keyboard shown behind the amazing Shelby J. (back up vocal extraordinaire in the snap above)

Prince, sir, you scored much of the soundtrack of my early life. The odd factory of fortune delivered last night, chariot and all, a near life long dream of seeing you and your band(s) play live. Consummate, professional, important musicians all (Andy Allo, you amaze me).

…and I swear he even looked right at me and held my gaze.. That is right. Prince  gave me “the Prince Stare”. I am certain I stopped breathing a good long while.

Thank your for your heART.

Thank you to my kind, yet rebellious escort.

And to Melissa for some kick ass seats.

heART beating gal


doves aren’t crying. I am.

I am running around the house, not exclaiming with joy, but rather awkwardly, silently, screaming…

Gawd, fingers crossed, he wears at least one assless suit in the show!

Jokes aside, Prince is music royalty, a living legend, and someone I would kill to eat pancakes with.

Excited. Beyond.

heARTBeatgal