Wednesday, March 30, 2005

Springtime Maidens

**FLYING WEATHER: Partly Cloudy; Breezy**

I discovered these quaint illustrations and thought I'd share! The Summer Maidens will make their debut at a later date.







Tuesday, March 29, 2005

April Anticipation


©The Image Bank

April
-Sara Teasdale

The roofs are shining from the rain,
The sparrows twitter as they fly,
And with a windy April grace
The little clouds go by.

Yet the back yards are bare and brown
With only one unchanging tree--
I could not be so sure of Spring
Save that it sings in me.

Monday, March 28, 2005

How Cheery!

**FLYING CONDITIONS: Partially Sunny**


Ophelia
John William Waterhouse, 1910
Visit ArtMagick to view more JWW images.

About Ophelia:
Ophelia is the daughter of Polonius, sister to Laertes, and rejected lover of Hamlet in Shakespeare's tragedy Hamlet. Ophelia is a symbol of innocence gone mad. A dutiful daughter, she is manipulated into spying on Hamlet and must bear his humiliating and brutal remarks. She believes him to be mad, commenting sadly "O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown." Having lost Hamlet's affection, she herself goes mad when her father is killed by Hamlet. Her mad scene (act IV, scene 5) is one of the best known in Western literature. Her madness and death and Hamlet's behaviour at her graveside further inflame Laertes to vengeance.

This painting is one of my favorites by John William Waterhouse. I have a large print of it hanging in my office. Strangely, several people have made comment that I look like the woman in this painting. Perhaps when I had red hair, and from a certain angle, but in reality I think my ethnic nose sullies any comparison.

Dig Ophelia

music & lyrics by Rasputina

Dig Ophelia, consider it dug.
Flowers madness and polar bear rug
Here's the water, just ankle deep high.
Lay back, relax and look up at the sky.
Your eyes never close, your mind's not at rest,
Lay back, get waterlogged
Give us a kiss.
Water spreads the small seed
Water kills the tall weed.
Ophelia.

Cut the stem and you'll see how you feel
Floating orchids just ain't no big deal
Never knowing's like knowing too much
Tap the table, oh here's more bad luck.
Your eyes never close, your mind's not at rest,
Lay back, get waterlogged
Give us a kiss.
Water spreads the small seed,
Water kills the tall weed.
Ophelia.

Corset Strings



Rasputina! Cello rock. Victorian garb. Such a wonderfully strange and talented bunch. I must exhort!

Favorite ditties: Dig Ophelia, Rats, Remnants of Percy Bass, Saline the Salt Lake Queen, Any Old Actress, Herb Girls of Birkenau, State Fair, Sweet Water Kill, Crosswalk, My Orphanage, Possum of the Grotto, Secret Message, Trechmouth.

They also do some delectible covers, including If Your Kisses Can't Hold The Man You Love.



Rasputina Homepage
Preview Rasputina's music at Amazon

Sunday, March 27, 2005

Happy Eostre


© DigitalVision

Saturday, March 26, 2005

An Extraordinary Correspondence

**FLYING CONDITIONS: Drizzle**

I just love these books. It seems like you can always discover something new in them. Perfect reading for a rainy day.



In addition, I really must get the book pictured below. It looks quite informative.



Griffin and Sabine Official Site

Nick Bantock Official Site

Friday, March 25, 2005

Irritez votre homme avec des films - No. 1

**FLYING CONDITIONS: Foggy**



Drink Perrier. Eat paté. Wear red and make him watch Amélie.

If he resists, shriek "Vous morceau de merde sans culture!" while beating him with a baguette.

If he tries to placate you by coyly asking "Voulez vous couchez avec moi, c'est soir?"

Respond with "How sweet, but we're watching Moulin Rouge TOMORROW night."

C'est la vie! C'est des hommes!

Thursday, March 24, 2005

I've got some dirt.



Let's see what I can do with it!

I've recently dug up an old and weedy flower bed that the previous owners of this house showed little care for. Intended for this spot are Salvia, Tiger Lily, Shata Daisy, Delphinium, Chinese Lanterns, Maidenhair Fern, Oriental Poppy and blue Bellflower. All are perennials.

It's STILL too cold outside (and snowing) at night, so I've started my seeds indoors. I just couldn't wait anymore. I'm desperate to see green, growing things. This winter is killing me!

We'll see what happens.

Corvus Imago No. 2

**FLYING CONDITIONS: Sunny**


"Red Baron" © Judith Gebhard Smith
Nightwing Studio

Corvus Imago No. 1

Bernard Pivot Questionaire

1. What is your favorite word?
*Valkyrie, Malevolent (I just like the ways it flows!)

2. What is your least favorite word?
*classy

3. What turns you on?
*Positive intensity, intelligence, creative passion, quick-witted humor, ability, talent, the unknown, the natural world and Irishmen

4. What turns you off?
*Arrogance, belligerence, condescension, zealotry, stagnancy, close-mindedness, being backed into a corner

5. What sound or noise do you love?
*A train in the distance at night, my daughter's laughter, a mourning dove at dusk, thunder, Chopin

6. What sound or noise do you hate?
*Construction equipment, tv noise, nails on a chalkboard, televangelists, reprimands

7. What profession other than yours would you like to attempt?
*Acting

8. What profession would you not like to participate in?
*Sales, Accounting

9. If heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the pearly gates?
*This time around you earned a solid "A."

Wednesday, March 23, 2005

Peacocks and Plate Glass

**FLYING CONDITIONS: Overcast; 20% chance of rain**



Via one of my internet associations, I have been introduced to a wonderful illustrator named Matt Manley. Check out his site.


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Image ©Stone

A plate glass window
-Charles Bukowski

dogs and angels are not
very different.
I often go to this place
to eat.
about 2:30 in the afternoon
because all the people who eat
there are particularly addled
simply glad to be alive and
eating baked beans
near a plate glass window
which holds the heat
and doesn't let the cars and
sidewalks inside.

we are allowed as much free
coffee as we can drink
and we sit and quietly drink
the black strong coffee.

it is good to be sitting someplace
in a world at 2:30 in the afternoon
without having the flesh ripped from
your bones, even
being addled, we know this.

no body bothers us
we bother nobody.

angels and dogs are not
very different
at 2:30 in the afternoon.

I have my favorite table
and after I have finished
I stack the plates, saucers,
the cup, the silverware
neatly-
my offering to the luck-
and that sun
working good
all up and
down
inside the
darkness
here.

Tuesday, March 22, 2005

On a whim...

I created this blog.

We'll see where it leads me.

Cerys Clevercrow


photo by Carl Cook Photography