I'm the next act; waiting in the wings

Original Artwork titled Florida Beach
http://www.etsy.com/listing/88366391/florida-beach-i-original-mixed-media?ref=pr_shop

This Christmas is the best Christmas because I finally believe again.

I believe in the power of art. The power of creative energy; the ability
to transcend that energy into emotion. To give it a purpose beyond material.

Talula Love Bottoms or possibly
Ta-hula Love Bottoms embodies this idea and for me to see that energy take its own shape;

Well...

It simply blew my mind. To all of you who are on the Talula train...
we will travel far and swift. The point has tipped and I am loaded.

Bowing my head in honor of two things in my life that have made this possible...
surrender and love.

True love. My sunsets are yours.
Asheville is about to experience a rare and wonderful vortex!
Talula's coming home. xo

Radiohead
"All I Need"

I'm the next act
Waiting in the wings

I'm an animal
Trapped in your hot car

I am all the days
That you choose to ignore

You are all I need
You are all I need
I'm in the middle of your picture
Lying in the reeds

I'm a moth
Who just wants to share your light

I'm just an insect
Trying to get out of the night

I only stick with you
Because there are no others

You are all I need
You're all I need
I'm in the middle your picture
Lying in the reeds

It's all wrong
It's all right
It's all wrong

But ANYWAY. Talula Loves Chuck Klosterman

Dear Chuck Klosterman,


I'm not sure if I love you or hate you.
I just know that I enjoy you for the across the board
stream of things you make me feel when I read your words.

Thanks for that. I'm stoked on you today.
Talula Loves Chuck.

Chuck Loves Talula.

"If you define your personality as creative, it only means you understand what is perceived to be creative by the world at large, so you're really just following a rote creative template. That's the opposite of creativity. Everybody is wrong about everything, just about all the time.

But ANYWAY...”
― Chuck Klosterman

While you were in Puerto Rico....

Original Artwork titled
Puerto Rico

I fell in love with the lines of you.
The written word of your heart.

I, with confidence, then drew your heart into mine.
It was a simple blend of perfection.

You are water to my fire. You are the sea to my shore.
You are all of the books of poetry I've read
searching for a sign of you within the text.

I imagine your temperature mixing with mine, our
salty waters combining into one. Finally.

You are the crashing wave of my soul.

I'm going down the coast to M.E.X.I.C.O

I am getting KILLED.

So...I decided to spend a few minutes with The Kills, in

"M.E.X.I.C.O"

Running into trouble
Running into trouble
You got heavenly eyes
A thousand highs
Always on a mission
It's not lovin'
It's not kissin'
It's the heavenly ride
You still got wheels, kid.
If i go missing
Don't you worry for me
I'm just writing
My side of the story
Just like jackie
I'm briting my lips
Scoring my mind
With whatever i can find

I'm going down the coast
To M.E.X.I.C.O see you

I'm going down the coast
To M.E.X.I.C.O see you

I'm going down the coast
To M.E.X.I.C.O see you

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Here's the deal.

I am so grateful and stoked that my artwork is doing so well.
This is my dream. I am most happy and content when I am submerged (HA) in my artwork.

So...If you are reading this; here is a love coupon for my Etsy store.

Its all in gratitude. 10% off any purchase. Just type in

TALULALOVESME at checkout.

Because she does. She really, really does....and she loves you even more.

Talula Loves Me....she really does. xo

Here's the deal.

I am so grateful and stoked that my artwork is doing so well.
This is my dream. I am most happy and content when I am submerged (HA) in my artwork.

So...If you are reading this; here is a love coupon for my Etsy store.

Its all in gratitude. 10% off any purchase. Just type in

TALULALOVESME at checkout.

Because she does. She really, really does.

xo

Have I found you, flightless bird?

"Have I found you
Flightless bird, grounded, bleeding or lost you, american mouth
Big pill stuck going down"

I was painting
and this song came on today. I sat here and cried.

The timing to all of this is so ironic.

I am at a tipping point.

The feeling is exhilarating.
I have worked so hard to get myself back on
the path; that I once wandered so terribly far from.

And wow.
wow.
wow.

wow.

This IS torture and bliss all in one breath.
and I am creating from the part of me that I thought was so far gone.

There is no turning back. There is no something else.
This is it.

and I'm so ok with it whatever it is!

Iron and Wine
Flightless Bird, American Mouth


I was a quick wet boy
Diving too deep for coins
All of your street light eyes
Wide on my plastic toys
Then when the cops closed the fair
I cut my long baby hair
Stole me a dog-eared map
And called for you everywhere

Have I found you?
Flightless bird, jealous, weeping
Or lost you?
American mouth
Big pill looming

Now I'm a fat house cat
Nursing my sore blunt tongue
Watching the warm poison rats
Curl through the wide fence cracks
Kissing on magazine photos
Those fishing lures thrown in the cold and clean
Blood of Christ mountain stream

Have I found you
Flightless bird, grounded, bleeding or lost you, american mouth
Big pill stuck going down