Sunday, January 17, 2010


I Love ....

To wear black and look at bright shades of blue. A cold Corona with a lime rubbed on the mouth of the bottle. A good cup of coffee. The sound of the ocean rolling onto the beach and the smell of the mountains. A wood fire.

B&W photography and fireworks. I love being the loner and talking to friends. Candles and waking up in a dark bedroom wrapped in my blanket.

Long hot showers ….

Warm cookies, seafood, everything bagels, and hot spicy foods. Movies that go boom. Shakespeare, Bruce Willis, and ‘24’. I love to read when I have time, the SyFy network, and MSNBC.

The feel of soft leather on my bare legs ….

Gazing at the full moon on a cloudless night and lightning. I love driving my beetle ‘Foxy’ on the interstate with top down. Female bass players, loud music, and the quiet of a soft snowfall.

My family, my friends, and wearing leather jackets. Always wearing leather jackets.

I love my art ….

I seemingly love life more everyday


the Mountains

It’s been barely three weeks and it seems I miss my mountains already. State College was basically built in the geographic center of Pennsylvania. The gods only know what they were thinking. But drive fifteen minutes in any direction and you can be lost in the middle of absolutely nowhere.

I love those mountains. In the spring as everything begins to turn green. Almost a green haze seems to be floating in the air. The hot humid summers when the air is so thick and hazy you can almost reach out and grab it. In the fall the trees change into colors almost unimaginable. And the cold crisp winters when the air is clear and deer run around looking for food.

I’ve walked alone through those mountains for almost ten years. I’ve sketched in them, drank in them, and sat and read in them. OK I’ve done some things I’m not going to mention in them too. But most of all I would just sit for hours and think. I’d sit and clear my brain of all the crap that would build up in it. Looking around amazed at the beauty of something so simple but yet so stunning.

It’s something that’s really hard to explain.

“You can take the girl out of the mountains, but can you take the mountains out of the girl??”

I don’t know the answer to that yet. Time will tell.

I miss them. They keep me sane ….