Al Gravitar Rodando

I’m writing from my bed..Something is on the TV, I have music on, and it’s 9:00pm and what can I say…sometimes with all the daily mess, with being tired many many times, with some days that I wake up really wanting to stay in bed all day..I get really fed up.

I hate routine I really do in general in life, in relationships, in friendships… I guess I’m a bit unstable…but as of late and fully out of the blue, I started thinking that rutine might not be as bad as it seems, depends on the place you are and the people around you…and what you are doing…

Who knows, I have a lot of questions these days, and not one answer…and as I said some days I get so frustrated and days like today I just focus on cleaning up my working space, doing some drawing, laundry, is some sort of counciousness that one way or another, after you work more than 8 hours a day the silly, simple things give so much satisfaction.

I don’t know if I’m making any sense but I was asked about what I do during the weekends, and well I put my hair in a bun, get some flip-flops and clean this whole house, do some cooking, drink tea, watch movies, do laundry, and how can I explain at 9:00pm after a day of just doing the most common tasks.. I feel so good.

Good Morning,

6:17am here and having a big cup of coffee to avoid passing out and to be found sleeping under my desk… and I wanted to show my latest piece.

I  was asked for a drop, or my idea of a drop and this is the result…

 I Love packing so much it gives such a difference, the pretty thing about this one is that as soon as you open it , a light smell comes to you and well it was a present for someone’s best friend had to be special.

This is the close up of the butterfly I made:

 The back of it has a bit of  a texture, I honetsly like matte textures and oxidized pieces more than super shiny ones..

There’s a small plaque with her initials that hangs on the side of the neck …

 And this is for me! … because I love thumb rings and well I didnt have any and people I hardly ever make things for myself but this is beginning to change.

 3 stackable rings.. the idea is that with every piece of wire i got left I will make me a ring to keep stacking it sort of like a memory of the materials used..  i hammered a bit and was more open to do things with them since i wasnt hoping they’d be perfect and did them so quick but I do like them a lot..

And yes well this is what I’ve done this past weekend.. have some halfmade pieces which hopefully will be finished soon.. I get so happy by people liking things…

Actually I received this email from a person that bought this piece  online., here’s an extract of the mail…

“Thank you so much.  The necklace arrived today.  It’s beautiful!  I love it!  It’s the perfect gift for my sister, who is graduating from university.  She will graduate about a week before her 43rd birthday.  She is married, a mother of 3, works full time, and still managed to complete her degree!  I am very proud of her and the necklace you made embodies the sentiment I’d like to express to her on this occasion.  “How high could birds fly….  I’m sure they can’t fly up to the moon, but what if one tried”

Am a happy Nat.

Dry Flowers:

Quotes read outloud by good friends:

The reason that death sticks so closely to life isn’t biological necessity - it’s envy. Life is so beautiful that death has fallen in love with it, a jealous, possessive love that grabs at what it can. But life leaps over oblivion lightly, losing only a thing or two of no importance, and gloom is but the passing shadow of a cloud.

-Yann Martel

Songs..

Days get better and better when actually paying attention at those images,sounds and words that surround us..

“There are things we need to forget and forgive
Sometimes we have to try and shed the damage we don’t need
Oh justice shake your head
I’m on my way home”

Yeeee I’m currently learning to set stones and it’s hard, I guess it takes a bit to get the hold of it but uff.. and well here are my first 2 attempts:

I might be crossed eyed pretty soon , but happy, and well eventually in some time I’ll have to learn this..   

This woman was sublime..

“I’m one of those regular weird people. “

“I’m a victim of my own insides. There was a time when I wanted to know everything. I read a lot. I guess you’d say I was pretty intellectual. It’s odd, I can’t remember when it changed. It used to make me very unhappy, all that feeling. I just didn’t know what to do with it. But now I’ve learned how to make feeling work for me. I’m full of emotion and I want a release, and if you’re on stage and if it’s really working and you’ve got the audience with you, it’s a oneness you feel. I’m into me, plus they’re into me, and everything comes together. You’re full of it. I don’t know, I just want to feel as much as I can, it’s what ’soul’ is all about.”

“When I sing, I feel like when you’re first in love. It’s more than sex. It’s that point two people can get to they call love, when you really touch someone for the first time, but it’s gigantic, multiplied by the whole audience. I feel chills. “

“I gotta go on doin’ it the way I see it…I got no choice but to take it like I see it. I’m here to have a party while I’m on this earth…I’m gettin’ it now, today. I don’t even know where I’m gonna be twenty years from now, so I’m just gonna keep on rockin’, cause if I start saving up bits and pieces of me…man, there ain’t gonna be nothing left for Janis.”

Today I sit here and I have a question, because I don’t know if it’s just me, that I have some person that hates me and does voodoo on me, or maybe Karma it’s hunting me..

But well , I often get this feeling that when things are going great, I’ll get killed by a truck, well maybe not AS dramatic, but I do have the feeling that something it’s going to happen to make things not work. Insecurity? I know..

Then again sometimes it’s our own fears that makes us spoil things, I’m a strong believer that if you are a pessimist bad things come your way, and if you are positive. well you know..

Why all this ramble? I’ve had the worst week recorded on my life, last week was just a rush of emotions all things at once I bursted..Why?

Well I was going to rent a house, beautiful house perfectly what I needed and super cheap , so the landlord tells me he wants me to live there and that he will call me next Friday.

Thursday I get assaulted, random man tries to get my bag, pushes me and well he only got the Ceil I had in my hand.. So I got no phone.. landlord was meant to call me the next day, I had absolutely no way to reach him, and I bursted and cried and cried in the middle of the road it’s just impossible, in 2008 first this now again?

Too much next day I walk like a zombie on the street, I get to an internet cafe and I leave my usb key there I go back and the asian man says he didnt see it. Gone too.

So all weekend I spent in my bed being sad thinking and thinking why when all things seem right something comes to spoil it.. and I’m still mad but the only thing I could think that mademe feel better is that life is not perfect.. and as soon as you are reaching that PERFECTION point something has to happen to balance you.

So I’m sad these days.. but i’ll get over it.. chocolate and going to class will fix me to go backto the workaholic, non sleeping madwoman I am..