Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Friday, April 16, 2010
some Whatifs crawled inside my ear
and pranced and partied all night long
and sang their same old Whatif song:
Whatif I'm dumb in school?
Whatif they've closed the swimming pool?
Whatif I get beat up?
Whatif there's poison in my cup?
Whatif I start to cry?
Whatif I get sick and die?
Whatif I flunk that test?
Whatif green hair grows on my chest?
Whatif nobody likes me?
Whatif a bolt of lightning strikes me?
Whatif I don't grow taller?
Whatif my head starts getting smaller?
Whatif the fish won't bite?
Whatif the wind tears up my kite?
Whatif they start a war?
Whatif my parents get divorced?
Whatif the bus is late?
Whatif my teeth don't grow in straight?
Whatif I tear my pants?
Whatif I never learn to dance?
Everything seems well, and then
the nighttime Whatifs strike again!
Everyone has whatifs... These are the ones of those closest to me.
JJ- Whatif I don't remember the things that are most dear?
Elise- Whatif I can never get pregnant?
Jimmy- Whatif I never hurt my shoulder?
Alexis- Whatif I can't learn my ii V I's?
Nat- Whatif my best isn't enough?
Asher- Whatif I go bald?
Anothony- Whatif deer eat my garden... again?
Amberly- Whatif my baby's poop blows out of her diaper?
Marianna- Whatif he breaks my heart?
Brandon- Whatif the world's crude oil supply is depleted by 2015?
Being at Mora's reminded me of my summer days in that same house, not because I was in her daycare, but because one day my siblings and I became best friends with her kids. I don't know how or when it happened, but for 11 years we have been inseparable. It is with my siblings and them that life is simple again. It is when we are together that sitting on the swing set, even if we are too big, or just sitting on the front lawn cracking jokes is the best kind of fun there is.
French painting is best done by the impressionists. They painted realistic scenes of modern life, but they focused (or de-focused) on overall visual effect instead of detail. They did not smoothly blend or shade, they sought for the image that represented an impression of reality. The impressionist captured everyday life, the little things that make a culture what it truly is. Photography seeks not to represent an impression of reality, but to capture some form of reality, be it contrived or coincidence. Although the shapes and forms may remain similar, the subtle changes or subtle similarities in that captured reality reveal an immense expanse of cultural values and identities completely distinct and separate from one culture to another.
La buveuse d’absinthe (Absinthe drinker), Edgar Degas
Celle-ci est pour toi (This one’s for you)
Les joueurs de cartes (Card Players), Paul Cézanne
Dépendance électronique (Electronic dependance)
Chanteuse du café (Café concert singer), Edgar Degas
Idole culturelle (Cultural idol)
Jeune fille coiffant ses cheveux (Young girl combing her hair), Pierre-Auguste Renoir
La priorité féminine (The feminine priority)
Fille-lisant (The Reader), Pierre-Auguste Renoir
Connaissance lumineuse (Enlightened knowledge)
Étoile (The Star), Edgar Degas
Le rêve (The dream)
Yvonne et Christine Lerolle au piano (Yvonne and Christine Lerolle Playing the Piano), Pierre-Auguste Renoir
Nouvelle musique de salon (New parlor music)
Au bar des Folies Françaises (A Bar at the Folies-Bergere), Edouard Manet
La haute cuisine américaine (American high cuisine)
Fruits du Midi (Fruits from the Midi), Pierre-Auguste Renoir
Trois portions de légumes (Three servings of vegetables)