Thank you thrift stores

I LOVE VALUE VILLAGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My Return to the Source

The Crew!

Thanksgiving at the Curran's!!!

DEL AND MEL! DEL AND MEL!

Legendary Cousinhood.

Back at the Tschida Onorato Kitchen, Hannah discovers

Diamond Jubilee tea

Finally made it back to the floor

I Finally met Ryan, a pure Diamond Angel. 

A Preview of What is To Come

Lunaception

Got my period today

A new cycle begins.

I woke up with a vision of clothing I didn't have.

In the dark of morning I cut a maroon dress and frayed tights into an upper half

of the outfit.

Then I made a long skirt out of a green dress and a portion of leftover maroon fabric.

I look like a type of book sale guardian in the New moon clothes.

I walk like a bed and breakfast beadier with bare feat.

Cheers to the waxing crescent above us and the arcing Mississippi around me.

Credit to the clothing made of chunks and pieces 

crafted out of dreams and into seams of personal scenes.

The Reality of Leaving this City

There have been a lot of things that I have loved about living here.

In just a few days I am leaving New Orleans for many a month.

I have learned acres of information both historical and relating to my inner being.

I have written hundreds of pages of words that are crystalized dripping of this Southern Setting.

This picture is Elena Moody, Troy, Mattheu Jeffery and Gabby. 

They are a handful of pedicabbers who make the downtown region their domain.

I have loved their presence and I hope their further wanderings are met with pleasure

and good luck. Especially these girls who are biking hundreds of miles right now I believe.

I love I love I love I love 

LOVE LOVE LOVE

LOVE

FOREVER!

This city. 

I never thought I would even live in a city.

BUT I DO!

ITS ZEE BEST ONE IN AMERICA!!! 

THERE ARE SO MANY OLD THINGS HERE!

ITS TROPICAL!

HALLOWEEN OF DIAMONDS

WHAT HAPPENED ON HALLOWEEN!!!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!??!

Melanie Curran as Neil Young at the Last Waltz

Note Cocaine Mustache

 Frank Etheridge the War Pig

Troy Plemmons as a Cockroach with an Apple on its back

Crazy guy as "I'm ANN FRANK MOTHAFUCKERS!"

Put on all your weird clothes costume!

Aba as an incarnation of David Bowie

Probably singing a Neil young song

Only love can break your heart.

Buddha guy in a tree

Sumi as a girl with purple hair!

Scarlett as a powerful space girl

Liz as Female Peter Pan *guess.

Salomeya as a fetus!

 Time for the dance. 

Molly as the Queen of Hearts

Move over Joni Mitchell!

Time for a leisurely drive.

BUT WHAT IS THIS HOSTAGE SITUATION!!!???

Late Night.

Best Halloween. 

DIAMOND BRAND DOCUMENTARY

Happy Halloween,

From Diamond Brand

GIFT:

One free movie. The Diamond Brand Documentary. 

The Future of Diamond Brand

The future of D.B. is so vast, its almost expensive.

I dreamt of the first Diamond Brand movie. It was unfortunate that the film was quite boring despite the cast of Second line characters abounding through the film and the audience at the premier. So I am wondering how to create an actually fascinating film about the budding company.
The more people I meet, the more people understand what Diamond Brand is trying to accomplish through trickle down marketing strategies and un-forceful sparkle tactics. I think a lot of people are on our side.
I believe the film would be a documentary about what people know about Diamond Brand and about their dreams. They could speak to how Diamond Brand was helping them fulfill their dreams and change their lives.
More so than myself, people around me understand the way Diamond Brand markets itself in today's economy by permeating the nectar of the dream realm. Much like the television, Diamond Brand takes its authority from the imagination outward.

The Lived-In Experience of New Orleans Architecture

Since last Mardi Gras I have been living and defining my experience through the following forms of Architextures:

For each painting, there is a story of how the architectural form builds itself into the built environment of my life. To write well about the present, to give body and breath to academic elegance, the personal sensual experience of the writer must infuse with the subject at hand. To explore the living folklore of New Orleans' Urban landscape, I weave my emotional, spiritual and physical body into the brick, mortar and wood of blueprinted mass. 

Salomeya, Kem and Troy Meets a Crab

Salomeya Sabko and Kem Walker are very important.

Sal is gluten free, so she can only drink Heiniken. She really understands Diamond

Brand because she made me a shell necklace and matching earring for my 

birthday. I am naming her Shell Lord of Diamond Brand.

 Troy got intimate with a crab in Alabama. It warmed up to him nicely. 

Upon meeting...

Kem Walker is just a harmless Australian DJ that loves 90's fashion and dates Sal!

It's not as if he has a high fashion modeling past in New York or anything...

Oh Wait. He does. 

Salomeya also has a high fashion modeling past as a child model.

We see her here sucking the teat of her past success to try to overshadow 

her boyfriend Kem's fame. Looks like this couple has some 

deep dark secrets. Will their relationship be shattered because of this divide??

I hope not, because I am looking forward to going on a Halloween Road Trip 

with them when Kem comes to visit.  

Jewel Eye Jones

Beautiful Jewels,

Once there was a woman named Jewel Eye Jones. 

She lived alone in a vacant dentist office outfitted with

decorations stolen from a pirate water-themed park down the interstate.

She never complained much, only spent her days cleaning and organizing the forceps and toothbrushes

into plastic boat hulls.

Her lover was away a lot of the time, and she'd forgotten his name by now. 

He had an emerald dagger, that's what she'd remember, and a furry tuft of hair.

But her flower outfit and orange skin took up most of her time.

She could be seen wandering the garden around the office

since she was made out of a sock, she would hover over the beds of flowers and weeds.

The absence of her legs made her attractive to potatoes, both sweet and Idahoan.

She planned once a big adventure. She wanted to see every orifice of her country.

The day she wanted to set off, her lover left her with all of his toenail clippings.

He was a clipping minor, and made his money by selling the small crescents on the 

sock puppet black market. 

Endowed with his great fortune, Jewel Eye Jones sold the nail clippings and bought 

a 1953 Buick Skylark. 

She owed some money down at the Indian Guru snack shack,

For she'd bought the key of F and failed to pay full price.

She was a vegetarian stuck with a plastic hamburger, so the Indians gave her 

a meal she could eat. But they also asked that she pay back what she owed them.

Now, Jewel Eye had a job up at the summer camp that she was late to,

and she'd been following this frizzled out old-man with Neon lights on his shirt 

all over the countryside in her car. 

The man could not stop lamenting the loss of Jerry Garcia and some other quintessential member

of the Grateful Dead, who'd lost their life that very day. 

The Neon Man was fading out of Jewel Eye's field of giving a shit, 

so she paid the Indians and headed out for the Summer Camp. 

Up on the hill, she saw children and heard dogs far off in the woods.

It was the kind of place she'd been before, covered in Snow and winter.

She'd be leaving the clowns behind, sure to no end that she'd seen all of America she'd

be able to muster for one night out.

So she slipped through realms by waking up and waking up and waking up again,

until she was back at the office, sipping coffee or tea and organizing.

Her Jewel Eye sparkled with a new recognition. 

Beginning Conflict Climax Resolution and over and over, 

The denoument,

winding down. 

Waking up!

Starting over again in a sparkling ceremony of morning.  

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