Postal Project in found art

I’ve always been a little off.  This idea has been something that has actually done by my family at one point, but for a reason that wasn’t art.
The picture seen here is from Swedish Artist Eric Ericson.  He spent many years sending objects through the mail and these are a few of them.  I have [...]

The list blogs: things I dislike about living in the metro

I live so far from home and wouldn’t trade where I live for a moment (well except perhaps for SF or SD but that’s different).  But then there’s a few things about here that really suck in comparrison to suburbia.
Hobos- They’re everywhere.  But in the metro they’re crazier, scarier, and ruder.  However, they seem to [...]

We live in a Circus

Dear Los Angeles,
I came to the state of California nearly 10 years ago to pursue a dream in the entertainment industry.  Back then, and even as a child, I never would have gone to the extremes that Los Angeleans are doing right now.
People are quickly disputing that Michael Jackson dying could be a hoax.  Please [...]

Unconditional: My grandmother’s heart starts to fail

“How is your grandmother doing?”
I froze.
I was at a bar last night trying to get my mind off of things and I really didn’t want to hear that.
You can tell who is really there for you when things like this happen.  It’s a mixture of the people reaching out and the ones that know when [...]

Walking on sunshine and eggshells

I got a call from my brother yesterday.  My grandmother needs a second operation.  They had to put a stint in her heart and now have to do another bypass surgery.
“She’s going to be ok.  I just found out.  Dad called me and told me to get over here.”
I really feel like I should be [...]

When Midnight broke

I told him he had until Midnight to see me.  And the clock chimed but he still hadn’t.
He said he tried.
I want to believe he was there.
But then there’s that whole serendipity thing.
Could we possibly have been at the same place that night and missed eachother?  The answer is yes.  There were droves of people [...]

One question

“How are you doing?” he asked me this morning.
It was daddy.  He beat me to calling.
My grandmother is in the hospital.  He had to fly home.  He’d told me yesterday morning.  He said I could go visit Ethan even if he wasn’t home.  She’d been there a couple of days and was about to be [...]

A week without you: the Wildcard/ A girl. A bar. A story.

“You should forget about him.  He’s too much drama. ” they all told me.
And given what happened earlier in the week, perhaps they’re partially right.  He has had far too much bearing on my life.  He’s hurt me in ways I recall my marriage did.  I fell into that pattern yet again.  He’d been swearing [...]

A girl. A bar. A story…

Taken from a yelp review I wrote about my favorite bar and this incredible weekend:
Anyone that knows me knows when I say I’m at “my bar” this is where to find me.  This is hands down my favorite hangout spot- weather I just want a drink and catching up with a couple of guy friends [...]

Bettie.. who?

Most of my family still lives back home in Illinois.   There seems to be a huge barrier between me and a vast majority of them.  I’d been plotting my escape for as long as I can remember.
I always knew I was different.
A conversation with my mother about weekend plans bid many questions… and resounding answers.
I’m [...]