QUIRKS, THOUGHTS, BABBLES AND JUMBLES

2016

Moving through the finite of words, titles or descriptives; nevertheless, living through a thirst for metaphor, visual language, and sensations.

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BECOMING IS BECOMING & UNBECOMING QUESTIONABLY DEFINING MOMENTS OR SOMETHING OF THE ANIMAL OR OTHER

The most primitive art I know is in my sketchbook, almost self-depreciating of me to share how unholy raw even ugly beautiful they can be. Writing in the handwriting of a "serial killer" and making images must be my way of a life skill. The art of my being must be to respond quietly + feelingful in the 'symbolic language' of my patients, people, places, my personal intensity of emotions, jotted down memories of other times, space and future children, dreams I have about present moments, poetry about politics, pain, comedy in the existence of a young woman called Moriah M. Mylod. Who is she? And what is she doing here...but to be The Bringer of Love & The Maker of Muse. It is not what I say but it is in what I do. I am not The Healer, LOVE is the only healer and such is Art. (message was brought to you by ancestral voices)

March 2015

• POETRY & POTTERY

Don't be the poet that bleeds to death. 
Be the artist who hardens when burned, like clay fired
Then in time, you will return to the earth where you came forth

• NO CENTS
  

Money is cheap.

• THE MATCH
  

It is like a Lit match in The Dark, The Dark of the Iris where the whole universe resides.

• FRATERNAL
  

There was a couple carrying twins walking down the street, they stopped at the corner to switch the children, now he is holding her and she is holding him.

February 2015

• SQUATTERS 
  

An artist's work is just a mirror once realized it is not about them anymore because everything gets ruined when you make it about yourself, art can help others reflect on who they are, the mirror is just you and me and the rest of us. 

• BLUE, BLUE, BLUE
  

The literal conversation bled my ears blue
Phoenix Fly By Night Nail Salons over the grid city to no-one knows where
Where, I dropped all judgement

• MISS V

If you were a house, you would be a hidden driveway off of Bittersweet Lane.

• PAINT
  

I paint today because I love you. I throw a lot of words around, but I mean it when I paint, I pain because I love. I paint in love.

January 2015

• NUMBERS
  

Two Ears
One Mouth
Two Eyes to say what you need
Two Eyes to see what to feed

• RECOVERY
  

I have been showing my face the whole time
I wonder how much I can recover now?

• wHOLE
  

The more you gave away the pieces
It gave air to the flames
The more you gave...
The larger the hole became to fill
To fill the whole in you
A deep burning
An indestructible...
An insurmountable light grew!

• "..............................."
  

Surely the devil is in the details or if at all
Being silent to hear the wise one speak

• ART THOU
  

I give Art to my Enemies
I give Art to my Lovers
I give Art, just to give Art! 

• BODY OF CHRIST
  

I think this piece of white cracker is a little more multi-grain than this, that I just ate.

• ELDER ABUSE
  

Be someone when you are younger
So you can be no one when you are older.
Love, 
America

• VANISHING POINTS

The twilight was pastel pinks and every shade of blue except for navy.
The starlings were black dots
Flying by and disappearing into the lightness of the fair & far sky
Eastward
They were all going eastward....

• WILL YOU?
  

Shed the shell of the someone you are not anymore

December 2014

• AIM
  

When you are hiding
No one knows where the target is
But when you are seen
It is clear
Tangible
Visible
Where to point the trigger
Before you were hidden
Now you are known

• MOVING
  

November 2014

 Moving rooms, from beneath the stairs to where the birds hang out in the three level attic of my house...which is more than one attic if you ask me

• [THE COMPARTMENTALIST] 
  

The one that tries to place [you in a box]- it is so often that they places themselves there too. 

• TRIPLE T
  

Translation, Transcribe & Transition

• MAJESTY IN ALL OF US
  

You were someone's hope when they forgot where theirs was
Filling one up with reminders of beauty, nobility, love and  honor 
When we forget...

• SAILING
  

We are not on the same boat
We are on different boats, Same body of water
We are not rowing the same boat
We are on different boats rowing on the same body of water

October 2014

• MASOCHISM 
  

I am starting to believe we hurt ourselves the most
Masochistic creatures
We become what I want to set fire to

• ASSOCIATION
  

You wanted to join the club but....
There was always a fee 
You could not afford
Join the club
Pay the Fee
Nothing is for free?
But 
It ain't 
Nothing
but 
a 
Thang.... 

• PAIN-TING
  

I had an idea for a painting, then it had an idea for me....

September 2014

• REST IN PEACE ROBIN WILLIAMS 
  

No one knows Robin Williams. Everyone knew his characters. No one knew him. Suicide is not selfish. It is one dark place where the only light that is good is the one that is shut off, shut off from knowing fact/ Were you blinded by your light? Remembering while forgetting  just how brilliant you were, you are and always will be. 

August 2014

• FRIDA KAHLO: OVERDUE LIBRARY BOOK
  

I am just as hairy as she was but maybe I will just let it all out like her

• GOLDEN
  

You can not heal what you do not feel
Be proud of your scars
They are a map
To the treasure of the deep

• CHOKE

Morning Glories appear sweet
But they will choke an Azalea out

• ETERNAL vs. SHORT LIVED
  

I do not want trendy
I want everlasting

And so does July 2014

• DEADMOND
  

Jared's box appeared to be a puffy white coffin....cheap, manufactured and deathly

June Loves You 2014

• WITNESS
  

I have eyes of my own, but I want to know what yours see also.

• HARMLESS
  

That one time when I was 8 years old and saw a blown up version of a dust mite, and the vacuum salesman said they were EVERYWHERE.

• HAPPENING
  

We are both living and dying each day,  I figure I will live until I have to die. 

Sometime between March & May 2014

• I LIVE IN PICTURES
  

I collect a lot of pictures, I take a lot of pictures, I make a lot of pictures, I am many pictures.....

• ONE TRUE FRIEND
  

He never lies to me, His name is Art

• HEY THERE THERE
  

Noticing when people start to retreat from the place called here
Here can be too difficult to bear
What’s worst is when they wake and realize…
That here was the place they belonged to and not back there or up there
Just there without the t

• SELF IMPOSED SEQUESTERING

The more I think I know the more I know nothing but one thing, the people whom I love.

• HUNGER ARTIST
  

There is no such thing as free lunch

• BELIEVER
  

As a true artist, I won't believe it unless I feel it deeply

• CONTINUAL ISOLATIVE CYCLES
  

Trying to reach people who don’t want to be reached

• HA

She doesn't show or tell anyone how she feels but she can articulate it like it was yours. 

• IT IS OKAY 
  

To laugh, to crow, to cry, to howl, to shout.

• SOMETHING HAS TO GIVE (BLACK FOR WHITE)
  

I’ll make good art to over compensate for bad speech

• LOONEY TOON, LOONEY TOONS
  

Cartoon characters
Placing them in their pastels and black outlined shapes
Some are just smelling the lilies lingering on an ecstasy bed of wild summer dandelions
Soothing over that crude state of loneliness 

• GOLD CHAIN
  

The Devil sits at Drinky’s bar, wearing a giant gold chained cross around his neck, as a mockery, he licks his lips as he watches lost souls grind up against  one another while dancing salaciously to the disco version of 50 Cent Candy Shop

• UNTITLED I
  

Is life a game, a performance, a stage, an act, a dream, a present place, a gift? 

• BYE BYE WHITE OUT
  

I am watching scenes before me melt away into a changing of greens and blues....

• ROYAL

Spread the seal of love everywhere you go. 

February 2014

• M.M.M
  

I was here and what does that mean anyway. -MMM

• DEAR OLD MAN WINTER
  

Let's put you to sleep so Spring may burgeon her Narcissus, spoke the Valentine Rose.

• AT A RED LIGHT

In a glared state looking at Nothing....if you ever feel like someone is staring at you, they are most likely staring at you.....near the edge of the forest.

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• ISRAEL SAID
  

We have to learn to get along with our shadows or we shall live in defeat forever?

• ABOUT THE WEATHER
  

I'll lose them if I don't agree about hating the weather I love.

• I AM A TOURIST
  

Just visiting and wearing shirts and sweaters from places I've never been before. 

January 2014

• BLINDED
  

Maybe I have just been made aware of my existence into form. I hadn't been living all these years or I had been but I'm just thriving now, so it feels like every breath is closer to my last because I found life, do I now know death?

• WAYSIDE

To look outside of pain, to see on another side, to see the other part of it, to be the bright of the part....on the place where the ugly thing liked to lay.

• AIR
  

Cushions for flotations, televisions with no picture, soap dispensers with no liquid, mirrors you can't see through....people you can't talk to.

• NO FACE
  

The devil has no face.

• GIRL
  

...her eyes twitched and rose, that's when I knew she was wildly out of her mind.

December 2013

• THE BACK OF YOU
  

Turn your back to the reason which is me .

• TV DINNERS
  

You eat it all up.

• SENSES
  

Taste with your Ear
See with your Tongue
Feel with your Nose
Listen with your Eyes
Touch with your Heart 

• NO SIMPLE SNOWFLAKE
  

Our ineptness has been our blessing often disguised as our  curse, somethings can not be helped as much as they are worked....they simply...just are, just is....why do I need to say more(?)....snow is blaring white and cold...the nature of things....we are pirouetting snowflakes counted among the whole of everything....

• VOICE MAIL
  

 Recently, I started to listen to my voice mail.....finally getting the messages....

• on SPEAKING 

 hoMeLyy senSation of shutteRing utttterance & selFisH sSsSSSsILENCEsss...............................

• AMNESIA

Some of us drink to forget, others drink to remember what was forgotten. 

November 2013

• comPLACEnt

I would rather live in an invented reality if it meant living it with you. I would make it my truth if it truly meant being with my loved ones forever
The only place I ever want to be

October 2013

• WOMEN AND CHILDREN

What about men and reptilians?

• MY ONLY FRIEND

One day you will not want me to around.

• SANDLEs

At the bottom of her saddles read, "nothing in excess"- it was in Greek so nobody understood what it meant.

• DELIVERED FLOWERS

Always smell more fragrant when they're wilting.

September 2013

• MULBERRY TREE

The place of my vignette. Will I see you there?

• KINGLY

I've met you from another time, another place, on another plane, in another phase.....other than here...is why I know you now & eternally. 

• THROW A DOG A BONE, PLEASE?
  

To a bitch in heat, to the wandering stray and to the alpha male in between.

• NARCISSUS...

Couples that appear to look identical, brother and sister, related.....falling in love with a reflection.

• BLUE EYES

Washed over me like  DAGGered currents of both wild and settling recollection. 

August 2013

• TEACHER 
  

I went in the forest, there were three lessons to learn, but I was only ready for one at the moment. So I left my crown, my giving tree, and took the acorn because they were masting.

• HEY...
  

Can you please help me? Remind me to stay close to the ground when I start to float away. I need the dirt sometimes....

• DEAR SO AND SO,

Do not be stuck in your old ways, you are new again, be free, be good again. Let go and go now and live, go be a bird, be free. Know that your home is already here and has never left you, but you chose to leave for a little while. So don't ever retreat when you are weary. We will bring you back to the place where you once were.
Love,
Paya 

• MY CHOSEN PRINCE                                                                                                                                                          08.30.13

Is your Tex. Your Jason. My Prince. Our Love in which we share and not possess.

• GARDEN STATE

Where Flowers go to GROW

• STEP MONSTER

TWAS A SNAKE OIL SALESMAN

• HOLLYWOOD TRAGEDY                                                                                                                                                      08.29.13

Where some stars go to die FOR.EV.VER......

• STOCKHOLM SYNDROME
  

Don't defend your demons anymore, extinguish them instead.

• DEAR MOTHER GROUND

Please remind me where I am here.

• FRONT CURTAINS

There were waterfalls at Prisoner's Gate.

• BLUE MOON

Don't lose the real thing which is the one and only you.

• BIRTHING PAINS

An over anticipation for an over developed baby.

July 2013

• KITsCH

Filling spaces and holes of empty meaning and empty things of mass production sadness

• THE WHOM

You cannot possibly understand who you are or anybody else unless you know who your Creator is and the love He carries for us to pass on.

• SYMBOLs (?)

Symbols have lost their meaning. The crucifix hangs on necks, stamped on skin, and t-shirts, a reduction of merchandise that is reduced down....a fashion statement? A trend? a belief? An offense? When did things so sacred stop meaning something? When do we begin to lose our purpose in life? When did it start? When will it end?

 June 2013

• YOU CAN'T TAKE IT WITH YOU

You can't take it with you, that's why relationships are the most meaningful thing we are in touch with. People not things or anything else. All the rest are just filler.

• MAN-KIND HAS A RESPONSIBILITY

Religion, politics in a generalized scheme of things are not the issue we should be looking at, it has been the corruption of MAN, the damaged individuals, that has been degenerating over the centuries in low and high tides, we are ALL flawed, all we can do is carry the light for ourselves and one another.....let us be The Light even when that does not seem to be our first response but a gradual one....a journey we are all traveling in on together.

Sometime in 2012- 2013

• THE COLORING BOOK
  

I never had the patience as a child to color in a whole coloring page, I colored many pages, making many marks but always unsatisfied with how dark, light or too messy or neat the lines were so I would begin a whole new page. I always felt guilty for starting a new one, was I just wasting paper? 

• DEAD EYES
  

Eyes like dead fish eyes, does anyone know the eyes and the the slimy fishy handshakes?