Monday, June 29, 2009

Never Can Say Goodbye.....

I am still spinning from the losses we've had to face lately. I think it finally hit me last night that Michael Jackson is gone. I don't go around exploiting his memory by spreading words and posting images that cannot fully capture my feelings. So, I remain quiet. I listen to old songs, especially from the Jackson Five era. I clearly recall moments of my own childhood so with his passing those moments seem to go with him. Yet, just the same, I cling to to them. The one song that touches me deepest is "Never Can Say Goodbye". There, in that song, are chapters of my own life. Chapters that will never go away. Just as Michael never really will.

I don't want to be angry but at times I cannot contain this emotion. I see the way the media is now "celebrating" him yet when he was ALIVE and needed them to stand by him they were harsh, cruel and hung him at the gallows. It was done to Princess Diana, too. Who are we to judge, especially now when so many reports are surfacing that the allegations were made because money was being made. It makes me sick!

So, I will take moments like these and fully embrace them because I will never allow a moment to pass without there being understanding, compassion, love, forgiveness... life is too short. When it's over, it's too late. All we have is here and now.

Then there is Farrah. I had her haircut. I had her dolls. Of all the "Angels" I wanted to be her. I should find the photo of myself with the "Farrah". I think you'd get such a kick out of it. I know I do. It meant so much to me to have that style. Oh, precious childhood, where have you gone?! A few years ago my "Mazzy" embodied her in a tribute piece I painted.

I watched the documentary she left behind and in those moving images and poet words of pain, suffering, love and passion I found pure hope and raw courage. Gone was the icon and there was the woman, REAL in every sense, that will forever inspire me. Inspire me in ways that REALLY matter most in life.

I pray they both rest in peace but that their lingering legacies move us forward and inspire us to do more with our own lives... no matter what!

Writing calms my senses and opens the doors of perception which allow the "ALICE" in me to step down into the rabbit hole, unafraid, and ready to conquer new moments, new beginnings, new experiences...

Quote of the Day....

"The thing about happiness is that it doesn't help you to grow; only unhappiness does that. So I'm grateful that my bed of roses was made up equally of blossoms and thorns." ~ Lana Turner

MJ 1977

My favorite Jackson Five song...

I remember this episode. Seems like yesterday. The same year we lost Elvis and my sister was born named after Lisa Marie Presley. Where does time go?

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Pet Pawtraits ROCK!


I love painting animals! I've been meaning to post this one for quite some time now but only now have the time... and only because I can't sleep (although I should've been in bed hours ago!) Here are "Gracie and Sadie" for the Holliday Family:



For my lil Chicago Baby Cub.....

Anyone can say they're a friend but the true testament of friendship is when you're up against the wall with a sword at your throat -- who will be there to get you out of harms way? It takes courage to love and it takes even more courage to face the rough times without letting the bullshit, pains and frustations of life step in the way of the good. It's difficult to see through the rain storms at times but my friendship is like the eternal flame -- nothing, no season, no time, no weather pattern shall ever extinguish the bond that is and has always been there. Though miles divide us and we be made of a millions little pieces our bond forms ONE beautiful tapestry. We've had to deal with so much lately but even when we scream, cry and fight in the end LOVE is all that matters. In love there is respect and there are angels.


I miss my BFF today...

Monday, June 22, 2009

I think that passion and love and pain are all bearable, and they go to make love beautiful. ~ Robert Plant

All that GLITTERS is gold...................

Portuguese Diva of FADO....

Look at this setting and that dress...... and that voice.... this one is for my best friend who knows & loves where I come from ....

Piece of Me....

Mariza is a Portuguese TREASURE. Her voice is mystical and a reminder of where I come from. She sings FADO a type of poetry set to music that was born in Portugal. At one point in history FADO was sung only to royalty. If you ever get to see Mariza or simply listen to her you're soul will never be the same. When she appeared on David Letterman the crowd fell silent... this is the reaction everyone has. She is hypnotic. Her style is also so beautiful. I was watching RTP with my parents last night and saw the Saints celebration in Lisbon atop the Castle St. George (not far from where I was born)... it brought tears to my eyes. Here is a piece of me... where I come from...





Sunday, June 21, 2009

A Teenage New Waver in Europe

I was living in Europe when this song was HOT. My then boyfriend introduced me to "Echo" and my life was never the same. Here's a clip from that era...


Time Machine....

I LOVE finding gems like these... this song brings back so many memories... wow, it takes me back.......


Saturday, June 20, 2009

Restless

What does the word 'exhaustion' mean to you? Define, please. Let's make a list. My insomnia has peaked this week. Especially tonight. I'll be up when I should be sleeping. Ok, I think I'll watch Peyton Place. I love Lana Turner. The other day I was told I look like her. Interesting thing about that is my Mom has called me "Lana" my whole life. But there's a funny story behind the reason. More later. Storm approaching... time to turn off the PC and turn on the DVD. Time to settle in for the night, somehow.... someway. I am missing someone tonight. Wonder if they know WHO they are.... ?

Friday, June 19, 2009

a simple wish....

It's been a long week.....

Through the rough patches of pirate-possessed waters and Disney princesses missing their glass slippers and slippery mermaid fins... OK, I survived. What better way to end this crazy week than with a little romantic modern swing... LOVE THIS SONG!!! It makes me happy!



Saturday, June 13, 2009

Stormy Night....

Home. It's a perfect stormy night. Rain. Thunder. Lightning. Watching Revolutionary Road. The acting is out of this world flawless. What are you doing?

Saturday Night Muse


One of the first comments I ever got on Myspace for my artwork was from RAY himself. Just one words but it means everything! He wrote, "Wonderful" on Feb 6, 2007 6:46 PM

Classic STONES!

Friday, June 12, 2009

Night Angels....

Goodnight my earth angels... here's a lullaby for you...

For my Soul Sister...

who knows exactly how to save me (even from myself).....




.............. I love you, sister!

The Lizard Awakens Today......

"Friends can help each other. A true friend is someone who lets you have total freedom to be yourself - and especially to feel. Or, not feel. Whatever you happen to be feeling at the moment is fine with them. That's what real love amounts to - letting a person be what he really is."
~ Jim Morrison




I love that belt!

"Marilyn" for Michelle's Daddy

Custom made with love....




And for my precious friends (my earth angels you know who you are) tonight I leave you this..... goodnight and sweet dreams

Thursday, June 11, 2009

You always find what you need to say...

This time I found the truth of my feelings in the wise words of my beloved friend Sarah in London. Thank you, darling, this is exactly how I feel and what I need to say.

"My intuition never fails me. I fail it. My heart is my compass. My mind my watch. My spirit my diary."

"Red Shoes Diary" ~ New Sketch


Her shoes and eyes glisten with sparkles.


You should feel lucky.....

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Like a rolling stone.................



Lose your dreams and you might lose your mind.~ Mick Jagger


I'm so incredibly inspired I can hardly stay in my own skin!!!!

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

stormy night allure......

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore -
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
«Tis some visitor», I muttered, «tapping at my chamber door:
Only this and nothing more».

Wisdom of the Wise


In the mood.............

I'm in the mood to clear stuff out... stuff I love but have to release... they will each find a destined home... I can feel it....

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Sunday, June 7, 2009

Immortality

Home tonight with a 1/2 bottle of Merlot and season one of Blood Ties...

Saturday, June 6, 2009

Never Before Seen Photos of Marilyn.....

Happy Birthday, Marilyn!

On June 1st: HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MARILYN!

This collection of pix of a young starlet Marilyn are amongst my favorte images of her. There is something so magical going on between the sea, the sand and her golden light.

I grew up playing on the sands and dancing in the seamist of Tobey Beach where these photos were taken! What a thrill I get thinking how lucky I am to have done so.

Marilyn would've been 83 this year. Forever loved and missed but never forgotten xoxox



This video is adorable.... the song fits perfectly ;-)

I seem to recognize ......................


A Face Without a Name....

I wanted to try something new with this glamour girl. She is very much a '40s bombshell but this time with a twist of Patrick Nagel the legendary artist of the 1980s. She remainds untitled. Her gaze is spellbinding. She's a mysterious beauty. Hmmmm? What shall I name her?


Blackbird Rising

Summer is here.

I imagine mermaids splashing and singing along the bubbling seashores. On the blazing horizon the sun radiates new lights.

I emerge from the blissful isolation of my melodious art studio nearly prepared to introduce a new series of paintings. But, since the collection isn't quite complete I will wait to write more. I will unveil them when the time is right.

I've been so inspired lately but not painting as much. I sketch more than ever. I adore the ever changing outlets of creativity, I am not hindered or stifled or bored, I am constantly inspired and in motion.

Things in my life are growing and deepening therefore my soul expands like the Archangel's wings. There is excitement and anticipation in the air falling all around like soft summer rain. The golds and silvers of days & nights glisten on the wings of the blackest blackbird.

"Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise..."