The weather had its way with you. Day #2 Inspiration

Inspiration Day 2:

Pick a place to go...anywhere in the world. If you have a globe;
spin it with me. (and then remind me to talk about the word spin.)

I landed in Kenya! How exciting!!!

What can I pull out of Kenya that will inspire my work for the day?

Hot air balloon safaris.

I've been wanting to do a series of artworks with hot air balloons.
I love the fact that the idea behind them is very elemental.

I also like the combination of materials used to make them. One of my favorite
Joseph Cornell Artworks is of a paper doll floating like a hot air balloon. She's wearing a blue dress and it was also the inspiration for my first solo exhibition. I'm excited to revisit this idea! I probably blogged about it previously so if you search my blog you may find reference to it. (I'm laughing to myself as I write that bc I'm pretty sure no one is going to "search" my blog)

I suppose all that is left to do is a sketch or two..
(give me a minute and I will do it and then photo it so that we can
all be present in this specific inspiration) I would love it if you would
sketch with me too...If you send me the picture I will post it on this blog as well!!! How much fun is that????

Lyrics I thought about while sketching...

The Kills, Black Balloon.
Elevator straight into my skull
The escalator rises as it falls
I swear our jet is crashing in my mind
You can hold on but I wouldn't waste your time
Farewell my black balloon
Farewell my black balloon
I've stood in a thousand street scenes
Just around the corner from you
On the edge of a dream that you have
Has anybody ever told you, it's not coming true?
Farewell my black balloon
Farewell my black balloon
The weather had its way with you
Farewell my black balloon
The weather had its way with you
Farewell my black balloon

"I'll Shine When You Shine" Day #1: Inspiration

Big Monday Morning Stretch!!!

Let's be inspired by...(I'm laughing as I write this btw)

Words!!! My love affair with words is currently the focus of all of my attention.
In my readings last night I came across Cassirer's "The same function which the image of God performs, the same tendency to permanent existence, may be ascribed to the uttered sounds of language."

-he means that words shape our realities, our perceptions. Giving them an authority God had for other generations.

In reading this; and then having the opportunity to surround my self in a sleepless night surrounding it. I woke up wanting to 1. share it and 2. spend some time making art in regards to it.

Daily inspiration #1
Pick a word any word. Create you're artwork whatever it may be around that word.
If your art today is to choose your words impeccably then I suggest a word that might encourage kindness, gratitude etc...

My word will inspire art. I also wrote this little piece last night and after I wrote it I wondered how many others had written the same thing...seems like something that many people would scribble down once the same word that passed thru me; passed thru them.

"there was a moment in this where I had to decide which love I wanted more; and I chose the one that was certain... and there is certainly something to be said about certainty."

Talula picks Certainty. What is your inspiring word for today???

"To the gypsy that remains faces freedom with a little fear"

Just a note:

See above.

I'm wrapping up my wonderful, relaxing, peaceful mountain
sneak away...

and heading downtown. Hop, skip and a jump into town....

and a stumble home. I love you Asheville. You are wonderfully exciting.

Starting in the next few days will be daily inspirational ideas and thoughts;
looking forward to creating art and making friends!!! xoxo

"To the gypsy that remains
Faces freedom with a little fear
I have no fear, I have only love"

Blogging about a blog: www.rubyandthemoon.com

Today is exciting. I am sharing and embracing what I think is something really
wonderful. A peek-a-boo smile kinda thing that happened to me through shared energy and good people.

My treasure of a friend Kelly Nicole Tetley Tjoumakaris is the word mixologist, the DJ of Verbage, this remarkable Songstress of Synonyms...and well - let's just say she's flat out cool. When she speaks I listen to the entire sentence.

I am known to be a half listener. "Can you repeat that; I only half listened".

Kelly is a FABULOUS writer and I AM the luckiest person in the world because she shares her writings with me. Saved right here, on this very blog..is an amazing little insert about..well..about something I needed. I am going to share it soon; but not until I paint the art it has inspired. It will be one of those selfish paintings that I gift to myself bc...there's no way I can sell the gift of words transcribed through heart. Real heart. Kelly has heart. Here's a small excerpt:

"She is a tree that is lichened and a tree that is not. She is a family tree. And, knock on wood, the tree of woe. She is Joyce Kilmer’s tree and the tree that grows in Brooklyn. She is the tree that has been snubbed and the tree that has been hugged. She is the tree little George admitted to severing and the tree the apple doesn’t fall far from."
-Kelly Nicole Tetley Tjoumakaris

As of yesterday and the sudden abrupt decision to change the name of THIS blog to Talula's Tales and Terradoodles; I reached out to Kelly for approval. In what is always a wonderful, kind and thrilling (yes, its thrilling.) exchange she directed me to a NEW BLOG written and directed by her friend Danielle Davies. Danielle is involved in one of the things I speak about most on this blog. It's the Letters from A Young Poet question we all have to ask ourselves (thanks again Rilke...I love you).

Am I an Artist?

Danielle is the mother of two and one of her children has Aspergers. In Kelly sharing with me this information; and this wonderful blog...I had a few thoughts;
1. I can't imagine how hard it is to do this with children, a family, and Aspergers.
(in regards to my personal story where I was only able to do it in the realization that I had a lack of those things.)
2. HOW BRAVE!!! I want to share that energy! I want to celebrate it! How do I do that????
3. I can't possibly understand it. I have zero experience but I wonder what wonderful information I can learn from in regards to her story.

I then spend some time reading this wonderful, heartfelt, creative, strong, inspiring blog. I will share with you a few favorite things: (but you must promise to visit yourself...I am in now way able to convey here the true value and grit of it)

1. http://www.rubyandthemoon.com/1/post/2012/03/from-beer-holder-to-art-caddy.html
"My insane goal this past Christmas was to try to make most of my gifts. I found myself scouring crafting websites and following lots of tutorials and loading myself up on ideas. One of the things that happens to me when I'm getting so much outside inspiration is that the inspiration starts to seep in and I start getting ideas of my own! Yay!"
-Danielle Davies

Um...how cool is THAT? and from this, inspiration unfolds tri-fold. Danielle is inspired, which leads to an inspiring gift, which leads to an inspiring blog post..which leads to me drinking beer in the middle of the day so I can make one of these amazing art caddies. Not really...but you see what I'm saying. There is so much pay it forward in this that I am hoping by writing this Danielle see's what a gift she is extending to her friends and then her friends friends (there we go with the tri-fold...what do you call it when its four-fold..I need Kelly the word expert for that one.)

***This is my favorite blog post so far - pure, honest and well...funny!!!
2. http://www.rubyandthemoon.com/1/post/2012/02/the-benefits-of-funny.html
"I would like it, if when I tell a story about my son raging against the entire concept of 'The Amish' because he cannot tolerate the injustice of those poor Amish children not having the opportunity to watch one of his favorite cartoons (Arthur) due to their lack of electricity....well, I would like you to laugh.

Not at him. With me. At the absurdity of it. At the wonderful way my son's mind works to have made those connections, even if that information has caused him to overload. At how funny it must have been to hear me keep repeating, "They are a peaceful people". Really...it's funny, isn't it?"
-Danielle Davies

Yes. Its funny. It really is. I wanted to hug you when I read this because I think you are wise and amazing. I thought how lucky your son is!!! I thought I'd like to hug him too..then I thought how awkward it would be if I saw you in NJ and ran up to you and hugged you since we've never met. That made me laugh even though I was already laughing at your blog post.

I could go on and on but I realize I'm being very wordy on here today.

My point is to embrace shared energy. Be creative. Take amazing leaps like Danielle did and when you question yourself, when you have doubts, read her blog.
Everyone's story is different but the shared idea that "Art can mend this broken world" is so prevalent the more I continue this creative journey of my own that I can't help but put out pedestals for those in my life that validate this project.

So..awaiting two spectacular people are two very strong, sturdy and insanely colorful pedestals whenever you need a Talula moment...come, please, sit with me - I guarantee I need a Kelly and Danielle moment too.

..oh and this is the point in my blog where I ask Danielle how I can better improve my links on here because I can never seem to get them to light up. (and that is where my graphic designer friend laughs bc I said light up.) xo

Thank you all. You are magic.
TLB AVL

Terradoodle: word created from Tarradiddle for sake of rhyme and flow.

A New Start.

Tarradiddle:
n.
1. A petty falsehood; a fib.
2. Silly pretentious speech or writing; twaddle.

Terradoodle:
n.
1. earth doodle.
2. word created from Tarradiddle for sake of rhyme and flow.
(I just wanted to say rhyme and flow)

I decided it was time to redefine this blog.

I realized the other day I have been writing it for almost 4 years.
That's a decent amount of time to contribute to the art of story telling;
which is what Talula does.
Sometimes they are truths, sometimes they are tales, fibs and or
silly made up ideas. Either way..they are important to the collection of art
and the energy of Talula Love Bottoms.

In the evolution of Talula, and the recent relocation to the wonderfully fabulous
Arts Community of Asheville, NC. Talula has decided to incorporate the idea
of travel, doodling and simply...
telling outlandishly humorous, sometimes heartfelt, but often
(most often) silly tales about this journey in art and music.
Some true. Some not..but always with intent, irony or analogy.

Oh, and I got to make up a word. Terradoodle. Earth drawings.
It's stolen and recreated from the above word Tarradiddle.
(and maybe I didn't make it up..but per Tarradiddle I can say that
I did.)

I love words. I love the sound, shape and feel of them as they slide off my
tongue or type forth on my hands. I am, however, very impeccable with my words and
that is one thing that is very important to me. However offbeat or ill nature; the
idea is freedom of expression, sarcasm, and simple humor without personal offense.

I love music. It is the driving force of my artwork..but its the one lyric, the one cord, that one moment that something is heard, created, felt, consumed, that defines my work. That defines PART of Talula.

The moment you realize you have lost, or found...something. That split second that changes everything. It changes the way you see things. It changes who you are.

This is a period of changes. This is a time of embracing fear and allowing RISK to evolve the idea of Talula Love Bottoms.

And...Hello!!! What better place for this then Asheville? I can't think of one.
Asheville is progressive, energized in the arts, exciting, and filled with song.

I'm titling this period The Asheville Conspiracy.
I'm using the word Conspiracy because its dramatic and exciting...
and I googled it and it wasn't currently in use. Score.

I hope that the storytelling aspect of it involves history, fun, and
adventure for the readers who stumble upon it...
but mostly;
I do it as a discipline. A tribute and a focus on the art.

An inspiration to any and all Talula's out there who understand the energy
of an egoless arts movement. That get the fact that you can do it. You can be
an artist. You can be exactly the artist you want to be; there are no rules.

Please comment and contribute your stories and funnies with the Talula's Tales and Terradoodles. I want to take the sometimes emotional storytelling aspect of art and keep it light in love and spirit. As an artist its often hard to balance the highs and the lows.
"...And sometimes when you're on you're really fucking on
And your friends they sing along and they love you
But the lows are so extreme that the good seems fucking cheap
And it teases you for weeks in its absence
But you'll fight and you'll make it through
You'll fake it if you have to".
Rilo Kiley
Better Son Better Daughter

This is in no way a funeral for a funeral IE: Requiem...
this is just a change in the sheet music for a while.

Enjoy.
TLB AVL

"I Wont Let Love"...No. I wont.

Talula's turned around
Her back is to you now
her knees have turned in...
her shoulders hunched.
One might say her posture looks defeated.

You can't see what she's picking up.

You don't know what she's thinking.

The text above her is new.
and the idea is new...




SOLD (survived on the market for about 5 minutes)
Custom Orders Available; inquire @Talulalovebottoms@gmail.com


Talula Series II titled:

"I won't"


What won't you do?


"No.
I wont let love
disrupt,
corrupt,
or interrupt me

anymore."

and its true.
Talula won't.

This is the first in a series of Jack White inspired lyric based artworks featuring
the back side of Talula's "Pick Up Your Cants, now Pick Up Your Wonts."

Titled: I Wont Let Love.

I get it, it's just deep, no pun intended 10:11 AM

....but with a salty after-taste.


I decided today I would be famous.

I thought these words in my head when I woke.

I've been told I have poetry in my soul.

How lucky am I?

I also always, constantly have song lyrics in my head.
I wont remember your name, your phone number, your address or
your birhtday..but I will remember any and all songs you ever sang
to me or told me you loved.

Bob Marley has been in my head lately. "To the rescue...here I am".
Joe used to sing this song...he was the perfect white boy reggae singer and
the best drummer in the world. So good.

I just realized I'm not afraid to write about him anymore; or remember him.
My first love. I loved you greatly. I still do. The mountains are reminding me
of our travels. This is good for me. I hope you don't mind.

I meditated on being famous this morning. I thought it very self absorbed of me to do so I sucked air really hard and laughed a lot. I'm trying so hard right now to be brave. To be strong. To not feel alone. To focus. To be ok.

So I decided to make this quote famous. I wrote it and sent it to a friend (because I constantly need validation) and..
This is our thread:
Me: I just created a great quote. 9:50 AM
Me: its so good i think it should go into quote books 9:50 AM
Me: i wonder how i get famous for a quote. 9:50 AM
Friend: Tell it to me 9:51 AM
Me: "May your shallowness leave you just shy of high tide" 9:55 AM
Friend: I have to think about that. 9:56 AM
Bad Friend: Would one want to get stuck in a high tide? 10:00 AM
Frustrated Me: Who's getting stuck anywhere must u over analyze everything? 10:02 AM
Road Safe Friend: Driving hold on 10:03 AM
Me: Quote explained: U have so little and u will never have it all. 10:04 AM
Me: And also may it not ever drown you 10:04 AM
Me: Even though it should 10:05 AM
Frustrated not famous quote writer Me: Never mind an over explained quote must suck. 10:05 AM
Slipping into depression Me: Now I will never be famous. 10:06 AM
Friend: I'm crackin up 10:06 AM
Me: suck it 10:09 AM
Friend: Gladly 10:10 AM
Funnier than me Friend: I get it, it's just "deep", no pun intended 10:11 AM
Me: whatever. 10:16 AM
Me: it too will be rejected by poetry.com I'm sure. 10:17 AM
Friend: Lol poetry.com 10:17 AM

Either way...
I hope you love and share my quote. It is the first one I have ever spent time editing and making it look like all the other quotes on pinterest in attempts for fame to come quickly.

xo. Saturday morning laughter beats Friday night tears. xo.