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Syntax, The Unexpected Error

Syntax, The Unexpected Error

by nikebottalico

Day 3 January 2017 Poems

Tweets ought to be
birds singing
Yet, we sigh,,, some
Unconvinced vernacular.
Those that believed, |Still|

Others, set in their ways;
For change, ought not
See,
See,
Have
Seen
the disruption.

1930s come, go.
1950s come, go.
2016 come, go.

We bargain, we fear, we rage
“We” in the mixture of the
larger audience needs to
reach into the bowels,
the sanguine parts
And twist,
Bloodied
we turn

Build voices
quiet resistance
less than a number of ticks
How many 140?

Tick, tick, tick-
tock.

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~musingsilence ~∞ ©
LadyO©
In the year 2017 of conflict and wandering aimlessly ©

Controversy and Art….

Controversy and Art….

by nikebottalico ♥ 2 Comments

What makes you tick when you work… I have been listening to a lot of music of late… I know when I stir feelings, I will have a surge of electricity I need to create something deep.  I ask again, what makes you tick before you write, make art, use a flame of a torch to melt metal?

What pushes you forward, what feelings will strip you to your core to create your art, love, hate, controversy…WHAT?  What pushed major artists, hopelessness, hurt, I try to feel deeply what the human condition is, even the ugly, to feel the feelings and allow them to pass through my being, push them though, then the magic happens.

 

Eminem – Love The Way You Lie ft. Rihanna

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Work in Progress…. just a peek into what is happening

 

Those that know me and have known me, know that I pretty much am an empath… I love crystals, rocks, painting, collage art, music and poetry.  I have been known to write a little myself.  I am a creature who loves, and loves deeply.

I have heartaches, losses and regret, but most of all I have hope for the human condition.

I hope most of all.

 

Coming soon to my Etsy Site  will be some small art projects.  I do hope you will join me there.

 

with Love

and most of all Hope

~musingsilence ~∞ © The Year of Thought 2016
Ladyo
ne bottalico

Rihanna – We Found Love ft. Calvin Harris

 

 

All Souls Day

All Souls Day

by nikebottalico

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I am working on some Art Boxes for the Winter Holidays.   I just happened to start working on them near Halloween, Day of the dead, Día de Muertos and All souls day… do you practice or celebrate one or all of them?  I am an Anglican / Episcopalian by belief but also believe many things as I age.

All Souls Day Anglicans view All Souls’ Day as an extension of the observance of All Saints’ Day and it serves to “remember those who have died”, in connection with the theological doctrines of the resurrection of the body and the Communion of Saints.[7][8 (Wiki)

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My box is a collection of things I love, I love Frida and what she represented to other women and how she told her own truth.  She lived her own truth too, politically, as an artist, as a lover, as a person who lived in severe pain throughout her life.  I honor her life.

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Back View

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Today, as I make art I celebrate all the lives that came before me…

xoxox

nike

Dia de los muertos or Day of the dead:

Most people celebrate Day of the Dead out of love and commitment to their loved ones (Wiki)

Frida Kahlo

Image of Kahlo for Day of the Deadat the Museo Frida Kahlo

“Coyoacán día de muertos 08” by Guillerminargp – Own work.

“I’ve reached the point where I hardly care whether I live or die. The world will keep on turning without me, I can’t do anything to change events anyway.”
― Anne Frank, The Diary of a Young Girl

Is Christmas Near?

Is Christmas Near?

by nikebottalico ♥ 2 Comments

 

I thought it was just Fall — you know Autumn… Halloween is tomorrow!  Now I am hearing that we need to have all holiday items in our web-based  shops… eek!  Oh my goodness.  I have maybe two items made up!  I will need to get busy on this.  How are you doing, do you have Holiday items made up?

 

This is one —IMG_1727Christmas_Box_2

 

I need new and better photos!  Yikes and I need to build some new items for the Holiday Season!  I put together some new boxes and will be working on them starting today!

 

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Happy Friday to you all!

 

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I think I will make some Mary Altar Boxes too!

 

Have a Fantastic Weekend

 

xo

nike

Being an Artist & Small Altars

Being an Artist & Small Altars

by nikebottalico

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I love making just about anything.  My favorite item is to make small art.  I do paint large pictures but at this time I feel lead to work in smaller pieces, more focused in the image and what I am attempting to say with the art.

I keep a small altar in my own room… Virginia Woolf  (You cannot find peace by avoiding life.  Virginia Woolf) is an author whose life and death has always spoken to me… to keep a room of ones own… I love small things, romantic things and ritual..   This quote by Ms. Woolf also speaks mightly to me  “Lock up your libraries if you like; but there is no gate, no lock, no bolt that you can set upon the freedom of my mind.”
― Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own

I need my own space, I keep my room sacred and have places to be still and quiet!   I am an introvert so I need quiet.

The piece I am showcasing here is Saint Therese of Lisieux “The Little Flower.”  I hope you enjoy viewing the piece. I has many beautiful features, pearls, crosses, a crown, rhinestones, what I call bling tape (!) paint, collaged pieces of paper, and words, peace and dream.  It is something I wish for everyone, peace and dream, or really Dream Peace, for yourself and the entire Earth…

I do have it for sale on my Etsy site

https://www.etsy.com/listing/210866371/saint-theresa-collage-altar-dream-peace?ref=shop_home_active_4

Much love & peace

nike

reminiscing……

reminiscing……

by nikebottalico

 

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I went to a meeting yesterday considering a place on a panel of other artists, it was quite educational and enjoyable.   I plan on volunteering to jury other artists applying to sell their wares at the 23rd Street Artists‘ Market, in Austin, TX.  The Market has been around since the 1970s. It has much historical and artistic value to the citizens, and local artists.  I am thrilled to be a part of this!  More soon

love

nike / musing silence

 

Read my work & see some art in the stolen poem Autumn/Spring 2012

Saint Theresa Altar

Saint Theresa Altar

by nikebottalico

A handmade Altar Box made by me using an image of Saint Theresa.  I created this altar using paints, papers, a small box, vintage beads for feet of the box, rhinestones, rhinestone tape, gloss, and lots of love.  She would be perfect as a gift or for your personal shrine area.

 

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https://www.etsy.com/listing/198636196/sister-theresa-wonder-altar-small-art?ref=pr_shop

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Drops of Jupiter by Train

by nikebottalico

 

“Drops Of Jupiter”

 

Now that she’s back in the atmosphere

With drops of Jupiter in her hair,

hey, hey, hey

She acts like summer and walks like rain

Reminds me that there’s a time to change,

hey, hey, hey

Since the return from her stay on the moon

She listens like spring and she talks like June,

hey, hey, heyHey, hey, hey

 

But tell me, did you sail across the sun?

Did you make it to the Milky Way

to see the lights all faded

And that heaven is overrated?

 

Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star–

One without a permanent scar?

And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there?

 

Now that she’s back from that soul vacation

Tracing her way through the constellation,

hey, hey, hey (mmm)

She checks out Mozart while she does tae-bo

Reminds me that there’s room to grow,

hey, hey, hey (yeah)

 

Now that she’s back in the atmosphere

I’m afraid that she might think of me as plain ol’ Jane

Told a story about a man who was too afraid to fly

so he never leave land

 

But tell me, did the wind sweep you off your feet?

Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day

And head back to the Milky Way?

And tell me, did Venus blow your mind?

Was it everything you wanted to find?

And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there?

 

Can you imagine no love,

pride,

deep-fried chicken?

Your best friend always sticking up for you

even when I know you’re wrong

Can you imagine no first dance,

freeze dried romance,

five-hour phone conversation?

The best soy latte that you ever had and me

 

But tell me, did the wind sweep you off your feet?

Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day

And head back toward the Milky Way?

 

And tell me, did you sail across the sun?

Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded

And that heaven is overrated?

 

And tell me, did you fall for a shooting star,

One without a permanent scar?

And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself?

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na

 

And did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day?

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na

And did you fall for a shooting star, fall for a shooting star?

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na

And now you’re lonely looking for yourself out there.