Damien Rice - Cannonball - Official Video

So come on courage! Teach me to be shy...

1. Be Impeccable with your Word: Speak with integrity. Say only what you mean. Avoid using the Word to speak against yourself or to gossip about others. Use the power of your Word in the direction of truth and love.

2. Don’t Take Anything Personally
Nothing others do is because of you. What others say and do is a projection of their own reality, their own dream. When you are immune to the opinions and actions of others, you won’t be the victim of needless suffering.

3. Don’t Make Assumptions
Find the courage to ask questions and to express what you really want. Communicate with others as clearly as you can to avoid misunderstandings, sadness and drama. With just this one agreement, you can completely transform your life.

4. Always Do Your Best
Your best is going to change from moment to moment; it will be different when you are healthy as opposed to sick. Under any circumstance, simply do your best, and you will avoid self-judgment, self-abuse, and regret.


This artwork is about feeling alone.

It wasn't easy to do. Kinda had to go to that part
of me that I really don't like to visit.
You know.
The fucked up part...
where shit's all broken and doesn't fit together anymore.

The part that people "pretend" I don't have. It's easier
to ignore it.
It's at that moment.

No one calls.
No one stops by...
No one see's how you are...

No one cares.

Then there's that moment
when you remember...
that someone was coming home.
That your dogs were there and they wanted to go for a run...
That if anything "escape" into some kind of life...
STILL EXISTED.

Then...there's the moment you do not know about.
The moment when you realize that its all gone. That none of that
is ever going to happen again.

Thats the moment that you find the float.

Because you are not grounded. You do not know who you are. You don't
know where the rent money is coming from...
You don't know if the eviction notice
or the divorce
or the fucking nasty neighbor
or the bill collector
or the police
the fire department
maybe an ambulance or two or three....
WILL BE AT YOUR DOOR.

You don't have a right to say to me that you are alone.
That you have nothing.

The net surrounding her is the hope that someone is there
to catch her when she falls.

The flower is for her grave because she knows no one
is there to hold the net....

Song: Cannonball
Artwork: Me

Still a little bit of your taste in my mouth
Still a little bit of you laced with my doubt
Still a little hard to say what's going on

Still a little bit of your ghost you witness
Still a little BIT of your face I haven't kissed
You step a little closer EACH DAY
That I can't say what's going on

Stones taught me to fly
Love taught me to lie
Life taught me to die
So it's not hard to fall
When you float like a cannonball

Still a little bit of your song in my ear
Still a little bit of your words I long to hear
You step a little closer TO ME
So close that I can't see what's going on

Stones taught me to fly
Love taught me to lie
Life taught me to die
So it's not hard to fall
When you float like a cannon

Stones taught me to fly
Love taught me to cry
So come on courage!
Teach me to be shy
'Cause it's not hard to fall
And I don't WANNA scare her
It's not hard to fall
And I don't wanna lose
It's not hard to grow
When you know that you just don't know

"Remember This" - Echoes

"Remember This"

Be good, but not too good-a little naughty, but not too naughty. Say a prayer if you feel that way, say Damn if it gives you consolation.
Be kind to the world always, if possible - yet if you must be unkind, smash right and left, get it over with and forget it.
Smile, always smile, have a smile ready even though sometimes it hurts. Grab all the happiness you can-wherever and whenever you can- don't even let a wee bit slip past you. Live, above all things, live, don't simply exist.
If you are blessed enough to know what real love is-love with all your heart, soul and body.
Live your life so that at any hour you will be able to shake hands with yourself and try to accomplish at least one thing worth while each day. Then when your nights come you will be able to pull up the covers and say to yourself- "I have done my best."
G. Stuart Engle.

This is what Talula lives by. Enjoy it. It was written by a guy named Stu Engle who ran a bar called Engle's Tavern many years ago on Absecon Blvd. at Indiana Ave. Dial 5-9858.
This statement will be attached to some part in some way of all of Talula's gallery and museum exhibitions.
It is also her holiday gift to you!
Merry what the fuck ever you wanna be Merry about.

Song "Echoes" by Pink Floyd

Overhead the albatross hangs motionless upon the air
And deep beneath the rolling waves
In labyrinths of coral caves
The echo of a distant tide
Comes willowing across the sand
And everything is green and submarine.

And no-one called us to the land
And no-one knows the wheres or whys
But something stirs and something tries
And starts to climb towards the light

Strangers passing in the street
By chance two separate glances meet
And I am you and what I see is me
And do I take you by the hand
And lead you through the land
And help me understand the best I can

And no-one calls us to move on
And no-one forces down our eyes
And no-one speaks and no-one tries
And no-one flies around the sun

Cloudless everyday you fall upon my waking eyes
inviting and inciting me to rise
And through the window in the wall
Come streaming in on sunlight wings
A million bright ambassadors of morning

And no-one sings me lullabies
And no-one makes me close my eyes
And so I throw the windows wide
And call to you across the sky