Dreamland

okay, so Ponce's story is going to take a while. lotsa stuff going on in my head.  I am getting tired of all these voices!

idea for art-Sky and Laura as storybook characters.  Maybe as superheroes.  hmmm.  Just got an email from a mersister, V, ( I am an honorary Mermaid) with pictures to use for the calendar/children's book I am working on.  Marla, another mersister, gave me some great pix of her horse costumes.  She is incredibly talented with a great eye for detail.  Anyway, my world is so full of real make believe that I am hard pressed to distinguish the differences....

Taking a break from la-la land, I am really missing the guys and dolls overseas and in California.  But seeing them on the webcam is so wonderful and current.  As long as they are having adventures and moving on. That's what counts.  When I was just a tadpole (yes, carrying on with the mermaid thing) I flung myself at life.  It may have been playing the odds a bit, like running across a rickety rope bridge over a bottomless pit, but I like to think that we make some of our best memories that way.  Live Juicy!

Dreaming along, my Artist in Rez status is great, but I don't know how I can effect real change or add to the k-12 curriculum of art in the schools here. Almost 23,000 students!   Maybe if Weeki Wachee opens up to the idea of an art center with Moi as the Artist in you know where, maybe then we can do some fun stuff year round and hold hands with the community and all the resources available for nature exploration and hands on creativity.  I can see it now.  Little trailblazers learning all about the spring, guest artists doing workshops, retreats, festivals, lectures, gallery, conservation, involving all of Hernando County and benefitting everyone. I hope.

Why are there craters on the moon?  because I have no more room in my back yard for the dogs to dig.  They are down to the sprinkler pipes and any minute now I expect the underground  to tunnel out to freedom.  

On the street, it's Super Bad Brad

  

And now, it's time for "Ponce Upon A Time"

Ponce loved the smell of orange blossoms and leather...  And smoke.  He had spent many nights by a fire, trying to keep small orange  saplings warm so the frost would not take them.  There he learned the languages lost to us now--Calusa, Timucuan, Mandan, the old ways gone with the people whose lives he sold for immortality...