We have gone as far as we had to go.
From here, our paths diverge.
It’s better for both of us.
I will atone for my mistakes by serving other people. If you settle down, I swear, I will be really happy.
Now I have no grievances in this life. Life has done us a big favor by bringing us together again. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have been able to resolve our grievances.
I was at fault, but you didn’t let your love for me wane.
Your Binod will learn to live with the help of this thought.
Before leaving, all I will ask is that…
..in our next birth, you should only belong to me.
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Posted in art, Artuesdays, Cures for the Nothing, digital collage, photography, writing, architecture, Digital Manipulation, Experiments, Uncategorized, tagged digital art, digital painting, ProCreate app, Tayasui Sketching app on November 15, 2016| 2 Comments »
Posted in Cures for the Nothing, Digital Manipulation, Quotes, Uncategorized, Writing, tagged art therapy, digital sketching, elections 2016, ProCreate app, Tayasui Sketching app on November 12, 2016| 2 Comments »
Dark days here in California.
Days of mourning, but also poetry, catharsis, resolve for Resistance.
The Sun broke through the clouds today.
Words, thoughts, and memories flowed and something beautiful is emerging from the summer blush, the gentle nights, the dawns of Bahia de Los Angeles down in the peninsula.
The blood and ink spilled on the battlegrounds of a war lost before it began.
Red like the heart, yellow like the fire, orange as the light.
Some days all of this will make sense. The humbleness of things not going your way, not going as predicted.
For now huddle with your familiars, write manifestos, memorize lines of poetry
To leave as flowers as you bid your adieu.
In the end nothing mattered, not eloquence, preparedness, not even expertise.
It boiled down, as it always boils
In love, in war, in politics.
These scars will become constellations.
I recently switched to an IPhone.
I was always an Android/PC person, but did it all for the camera (and the IPhone 7 larger screen, which brings it closer to a tablet). Today after some research I downloaded ProCreate, a painting and layering app and Tayasui Sketching, a drawing and watercolor app. I’m looking forward to exploring them with my Sensu brush. The layers aspect of ProCreate pushes this app beyond what I was used to with Paint Commander, my Android painting app. If I don’t sound as my usually excited self is because I’m still numb.
The spontaneous construct above was an experiment with ProCreate inspired by Rothko, some photographs I took in September in Baja California, the recent elections and the high-strung feeling running through social media- especially related to some alarming episodes of intolerance already happening.
I guess things have to fall apart before they are made anew, and I guess the heart has to break in a myriad of pieces to become a mosaic, a kaleidoscope. This was the autumn of earthquake faults and fractures, of buildings and people.
There is a Japanese custom of repairing broken antique vases with gold, making the wound not only visible, but the whole more precious for having being shattered.
I was dead then alive. Weeping then laughing. The power of love came into me and I became fierce like a lion then … then tender like the evening star.
Posted in art, art,poetry,writing, Books, Coffee, Collage, digital collage, photography, writing, architecture, Digital Manipulation, Experiments, Ink, Mexico Lindo y Querido, Photography, Poetry, San Diego, sketching, Tijuana Diaries, tagged café bassam, cafe lulu, cafe', collages, poem to tijuana, Reading, rose, san diego, sketches on June 15, 2016| Leave a Comment »
A Mi Tijuana
Spanish | English
La olvidada, la 100 por ciento criticada!..
A la que puedes dar mil opiniones sobre ella
La única que es coherente con su equilibrio
Entre las cosas buenas y malas!
La ciudad malvada… la maravillada,
La llena de narcos!
Artistas, multicolores y muchos tantos…
Esta ciudad… ciudad de paso
Y paso a ser mía,
Mi ciudad! Mi metrópoli confundida
Ayer la mas violenta
Hoy el ejemplo de paz!
Pero solo en mi Tijuana se puede vivir esto!
Balazos, teatro… buena música, cineastas en acción
El party el revolución! La que ya no es nada
Por que nació la calle 6ta.
Donde se junta lo subterráneo,
Las culturas urbanas, donde no ahí negros ni blancos!
Ni mexicanos ni gringos…
lo que importa es la noche bohemia,
algo de baile y alcohol
que viva la diversión…
la ciudad de segunda!
De segundas oportunidades
Donde caen los deportados
Donde comen y duermen los emigrados,
Donde se respira libertad
Donde ahí policías buenos y malos!
Y aquí te preguntas? Para que ir al otro lado…
Si acaso nomas de compras,
a conocer lo bien planeado.
Pero para dormir a gusto! Para respirar a diario…
Con la adrenalina constante,
De Tijuana ahí que ser amante.
Y así a donde vallas al decir soy de Tijuana
Obtendrás ese silencio! Que es un silencio ganado
De respeto por que para criticar Tijuana
Solo nosotros los que la vivimos
Los que la hemos hecho nuestra
Y ser tijuanense, claro que satisface
Pero también pesa y cuesta!…
Posted in Architectural Photography, Architecture, art, Art Gallery, art,poetry,writing, Artuesdays, Digital Collage, digital collage, photography, writing, architecture, Digital Manipulation, Drawing, Mexico Lindo y Querido, photography, School Work, sketching, Traveling, Watercolor on April 27, 2016| Leave a Comment »
Posted in art, art,poetry,writing, Digital Manipulation, Photography, Poetry, Writing, tagged buddha, easter, Easter Sunday, light, openness, poem, Poetry, resurrection, soul on April 21, 2014| Leave a Comment »
Open the windows of your soul,
And let the light in,
As a house shuttered for months
Receives the Sun.
San Diego, Easter Sunday 2014