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 BLOGGER isn't  really working out for me!!  

 I'll be here!!

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Damaged

I doubt anyone reads what I write, but I don't care. I need to vent. Geez, I've made such a freaking mess of my life.  This blog (& others) and the idea of opening an etsy store was a part of re-inventing myself. Now here I'm downtrodden and wondering if I should even bother. Once upon a time ago, I lived in NYC and went to a  top university and had prestigious internships & jobs. I became burned out and met this boy. I totally got derailed from the path that I worked, so damn hard to get on.  I know my grammar is a mess right now!!! I'm emotional.  Years later, I don't have a pot to piss in, although, I've have had some blessings in my life. How do I clean this mess up? Do I go on with this re-invention or do I go home with my tail in between my legs!?! Part of me feels like a shadow of who I once was... and I mean this in every sense...

My Sweet Workspace

My sweet little work space all tidied up! I love my desks. The one on the left, was my grandmother’s grandmother’s desk. You could imagine how old it is considering my grandmother will be 94 next month. The lady’s writing desk, on the right, I bought from my neighbor was in her late 80s. I love them :)

Now I just need to get motivated and create again….

ADHD?!

I’m not sure why, but  it seems like I need many projects going at once! I just bought some new jewelry tools, new sewing supplies, and top soil to mix with the regular dirt for my veggie garden. Not to mention, I love running & I’m trying to drop 10lbs. Eww, and I need more top soil and I should be planting by this weekend :)  Oh geez and I’ve been wanting to start on my painting. What’s wrong with me?!

 I love this fabric!! I’m making a couple new purses. I hope to have some finish products soon.

 I love this wooden box. It was a gift. It holds all my jewelry making supplies. I’m afraid I might outgrow it soon.

 One of my first drawings. I know it’s not good, but I love it! I was sitting in such an inspiring place, that I just had to draw it. I was sitting in a garden in Italy on an old Italian estate in Florence. The old estate was undergoing renovations.

 Spring, how I love you!! My ligament has finally healed. I’m almost ready to start running again.

Oh  and I got some new ink! One on each leg.

Happy Easter Folks!

One of my most memorable Easters was in Italy! Just look at that face, the stereotypical grandmother! Oh don't let that fool you. She was a distant relative through marriage.  She made a delightful variety of homemade Italian food that must have taken hours.  This funny old lady, cursed like a sailor and smoked cigarettes at the table. I found her incredibly amusing!! In turn she thought it would be funny to get the young blonde chick (me) drunk. I, of course agreed. Always be a good guest :)

This year I was not so lucky! The next picture pretty much explains it all. Oh well, better luck next year.

Who I am is who I am

I am who, I am!

Lately, I feel very attacked from different groups of people in my life. They don't like the choices that I have made as of late.  I'm sorry you don't like me for who I am. I'm trying to find myself and that may not agree with the notion of who I am in your mind.


So far this is who I am: Graduate from one of the top tier universities in the USA, I completed some grad. studies, a naturer, a lover, a traveler, who has lived abroad & studied,  traveler in the air on 9/11 and a witness from the ground in Manhattan on 9/11, a painter, a hobbyist in jewelry and sewing, an exhibitionist, yet somehow a bit on an introvert, a lover of a tattoos, a personality type of INFJ according to the briggs myers personality test, a lover of outdoor activities......


I'm just complicated.....

I'm not your provincial little bunny!

Thank you, random photographer from Madrid, Spain, who said they liked my Tumblr!  Your comment is what I really needed to lift me up.

Plants & Brooklyn in the 80s

I love plants. My tulips & irises are starting to come out. I love growing plants. I like to make teas and grow veggies. I'm like my grandmother that way. We didn't have a close relationship though. She was tough! She lived in East NY , Brooklyn. It's not the Brooklyn you hear about now a days! There were not artsy people or guys that wore pants, so tight you thought they must be Ken dolls! No man! When we visited, my sister and I were told go in the house ASAP. We were both fair skinned and blonde. In her neighborhood there were abandon buildings, shootings on the corners, and foster kids found chopped up in boxes. So you think, what is and old lady doing in a place like that?! Oh no, she was a tough bitch!! For example, she had painted in front of her driveway “No parking, you bastards!” And if you were brave enough to park there, the old lady would come out with a cane. On the end of the cane was a nail. When you weren't looking, she'd pop all your tires. I loved her in my own way and I'm sure she loved me too. She had a big heart. She sure did show it funny though.