waves

It's nice to read a book that is just what you need; that runs almost right with my life, just some minor differences. maybe it's more connecting to how I feel in my life sometimes, with the main character. or maybe the author.. because in every book of hers, I feel so connected, so understood.

yet we've never met.

I get so inspired by so many different kinds of artists, that I don't know what to do with my own artwork.. this artist who did the sketch above has a painting on the cover of the book I'm reading, Quakeland by Francesca Lia Block. her name is Irene Hardwick Olivieri. There is so much life in her paintings! i like the words, and how one painting tells a story of where shes been what she feels where she wants to go, and so on. she is always moving, but she hates packing. she says that she paints pieces of furniture as shes packing them.

FLB reminds me that being a woman is a beautiful thing, over all the waves and confusion in the body and the complete opposite waves that men have.. the things i feel the things i hope, and that i can do.. I'd never want it any other way. This is who i am .