Category Archives: Art

Movies, Books, TV Shows, Music, Design. Anything that movies and anything I would consider art will be displayed here. Even youtube videos!

11 Minutes

I need to write about love. I need to think and think and write and write about love. Otherwise my soul may not survive.

I wrote about 11 Minutes by Paulo Coelho here and since then this quote has stuck in my mind.   The main character writes this in her diary after months (or years) with internal conflict with herself.  Convincing herself there is no room for love in her life.  She was simply meant to be alone. (or at least that is how I remember it).

I feel like she does at times.  I feel like the real world or reality tends to suck so much out of my soul at times that I need an evening or even a weekend to replenish my being.  PK calls me a sap all the time, but I can’t help it.  I don’t want to help it.  There is something beautiful about watching people fall in love, be in love, and stay in love.

So you’ll find a lot of the things I write about are based around the subject of love because I tend to write and think about love. Love for myself, love for my friends/family, love for what I do and who I am, and love for people — all people.  Because without it I fear our souls may not survive.

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Small Country Life vs. City Life

I wrote this a few days before I went to SC to visit my family in June.

Small country vs the rest of the world

I’m not sure if it is my pending trip to SC or the recent calls with my sister and friends in the south. But I keep thinking about how life was when I lived with my parents. Walking around the neighborhood. Going shopping. Taking late night drives to clear my mind. Finding solitude in silence and comfort in knowing that there is always someone friendly close by.
The city isn’t like that. Atlanta was a bit similar but as I continued to move up the Eastern Coast the silence slowly diminished. The noise can be overwhelming at times. But that is what trips to the country are for. Trips home.
There is something wonderful about being from a small town.  Although my experience was nothing like the movies. 

Throwback Thursdays: Alicia Keys – Butterflies

A friend posted this video on Facebook with this blurb

I read in VIBE yesterday that Alicia Keys called Erykah Badu to play this for her on the piano. Erykah said she cried when she first heard it. It reminded me how much I loved it, too.

I believe the song is from 2007, I don’t know how many years old a song has to be to officially be a throwback, but I think 5 years is a good minimum.

Read more about Alicia Keys here.

What other Alicia Keys songs do you enjoy?

Eleven Minutes (P.S.) by Coelho, Paulo

Here is a product description as displayed by amazon.com

Eleven Minutes is the story of Maria, a young girl from a Brazilian village, whose first innocent brushes with love leave her heartbroken. At a tender age, she becomes convinced that she will never find true love, instead believing that “love is a terrible thing that will make you suffer. . . .” A chance meeting in Rio takes her to Geneva, where she dreams of finding fame and fortune. Maria’s despairing view of love is put to the test when she meets a handsome young painter. In this odyssey of self-discovery, Maria has to choose between pursuing a path of darkness — sexual pleasure for its own sake — or risking everything to find her own “inner light” and the possibility of sacred sex, sex in the context of love.

Let’s be clear, yes this is a book about a women in the search of love, yes she does become a prostitute, and yes there is lots of mention of sex and her sexual affairs.

Recently there have been a lot buzz around women reading books that are about sex, (ex: 50 Shades of Grey) and I have many things to say about this but first I’d like to talk about the Eleven Minutes.

It was different, it was erotic, and so very insightful.  During her off hours the character spends time in the library learning about the human mind, their wants, desires, fears.  She studies psychology and learns to play three different roles for her clients.  (And no, not roles as in roleplay).  She helps them fill the void they are trying to escape from.  She mentions how many of the “high-end” clients simply want to talk.  Discuss the details of work or their life, share their world with, someone who will listen to them, someone to have discussions with.

A few quotes from the book:

I can choose either to be a victim of the world or an adventurer in search of treasure. It’s all a question of how I view my life.

All my life, I thought of love as some kind of voluntary enslavement. Well, that’s a lie: freedom only exists when love is present. The person who gives him or herself wholly, the person who feels freest, is the person who loves most wholeheartedly.      And the person who loves wholeheartedly feels free…

Love is not to be found in someone else, but in ourselves; we simply awaken it. But in order to do that, we need the other person. The universe only makes sense when we have someone to share our feelings with.

Possible Spoilers:
Maria grows into a woman believing there is something wrong with her as she can’t achieve sexual satisfaction when she is sexually engaged with a man.  She believes this is a sign that she is meant to be alone and not meant for love.  This idea plays heavily into her relationships and her actions as she becomes a woman and a prostitute.

In the book they mention the history of prostitution, and how there are two histories.  It is also brought into light how women’s sexual satisfaction wasn’t “accepted” until the 20th Century.  I learned this in a class I took in college so I wasn’t all that surprised when I read it.  To keep this short I’m just going to bullet a list of thoughts.

  • Men do not know how to please a woman, nor are they aware that there are two ways for women to achieve an orgasm.
  • Women don’t speak up and let their man/men know what they want
  • Sexual satisfaction for women is not widely accepted as it is still common place where female genital mutilation still exits.

Some questions for you:
1. Would you read a (or be okay with your gf) reading a book about sex?
2. Would you talk to your partner about what you want in bed?
3. Do you believe you’re fully satisfying your partner?

  

Her Words

Tonight I’m going to share with you something a little different.

I watched Ruby Sparks tonight and it got me thinking about a few things, but perhaps more on that later.  For now I hope you enjoy…

As she read she wondered why she no longer wrote.  There was once a time where she would spend minutes upon minutes typing away on her keyboard.  Or penciling away on scraps of paper that were never big enough just because the tears made her feel the words she wrote had more value.  Then again she refrains from thinking about that time, or those memories, or the things she wrote about for hours on end.  Hours upon hours, which easily collectively could’ve been months of writing.  Not many months, but a couple of months at least.   The point being, she wrote.  She wrote to her desire, baring all, holding nothing back.  She shared her days and her thoughts, she shared her feelings, frustrations, and wonders.  No walls, no facades, no excuses.  Completely nude in her own words. She revealed it all.

Until that day – when it all feel apart and she begin to feel ashamed of what she revealed.  Embarrassed of how she felt.  She stopped writing and begin erasing, feverishly erasing until all the words were nothing more than just smudges upon wrinkled paper.

Vowing to never expose her mind again she stopped writing and instead….

The Dark Knight and a Boot of Beer

So last week PK and I went to see The Dark Knight Rises.  OMG it was amazing!

I don’t want to give anything away except I loved the entire movie and I don’t think I’ve ever been so awake at 3 am before!

A storm is coming…

This is what the sky looked like after I got out of my spinning class last night.

It was so intense!  I just had to take a picture and put it on facebook and of course it reminded me of the movie!

So at work on Fridays we have what is called “Tequila and Poker” night.  Sometimes it starts at 3:00 pm – sometimes it starts at 4:30 – I guess it just depends on how stressful the week has been.

Anyhow, last Friday the boys were playing poker and I was around because I was working late.  I was also dead tired from the night before (WOOT TDK!).  So when a bottle of wine appeared, I joined them.  At this point we were playing a card game called Kings (I highly recommend it) but don’t do what we did, play with beer! Also if you click on the link we played with the second assignment of rules.

So after two games of Kings and lots and lots of drinking it was time for food. Where we ended up at a bar (don’t remember the name) but it was right below our office and the guys ended up picking up BOOTS OF BEER!

A co-worker drinking his boot!

Please notice the direction in which the boot is facing.  This is very important if you want to avoid giving yourself beer facials!

Fun times all around!

Paper Table Covers

Have you ever been to a nice restaurant. Where they have great lighting and clean crisp white table clothes. You know the table cloth is going to be smooth and soft. Until the moment your fingers slide over it and you realize it’s covered in paper.

Now when this first happen to me I won’t lie, I was a bit upset but then I started thinking. ‘is this Eco friendly?’ ‘does this same them loads of money?’ Most of the time it’s butcher paper, any one know the retail value of that?

Whatever it is. It turned out to be a wonderful thing. I no longer have to ask for the children’s menu when we go out places. I don’t need their menus to color. I can draw straight on the table.

It’s wonderful. We’ve sketched potential tattoo designs, cars, flowers, random logos, and even written out an entire purchase plan for a brand new car.

Seriously it’s the small things in life that make it awesome. I make sure to have two pens on me at all times so whoever I’m with can explore their creativity too.

Pictures to come…

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