a nice request

I had an art installation up recently for my final. This was the artists statement:



Change is a pursuing phenomenon. There is no chance that a person may escape it’s power. Through life anyone can see it’s effects, great and small.

A common follower of Change is Pain,
whether grieving what once was, or enduring a painfully new situation.

Change at times pushes in unwanted, then drags it’s victim behind. In a strange irony, however, it also bears good in the pain, as if dragging people unwillingly into a secret garden.

This is the cause of what many people would call “bitter-sweet” memories. Bitter in the pain that Change has caused, but sweet in it’s final achievement; often being growth.

The effects of Change must also be addressed. Left alone they become stale and painful. Change desires attention.

When given full attention Pain often leaves meekly letting Change take the glory for resulting growth.

Growth is a great blessing in life.

what about

veganism? what do you think?

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May 4, 2007: South Coast Plaza

People don't like things that are real, by natural standards, because they decay. They make things, even themselves, out of plastic to prevent it at all cost, that nobody will have to see such a thing. To most people decay is not beautiful. I think that often times it is. Perhaps only for the fact that it proves the thing to be real; true and therefore beautiful. This is not to say that truth is easy to take or necessarily always desirable (after all we were not created with the intention of decay), only that it is at times pleasant to be reminded of the reality in which we live.

I wear things that are beautiful because I hope they will say something about me that I cannot. I would like to be seen a certain way, and therefor I dress in that way.
I suppose I don't like people to think more highly of me than I am, or at least than I think myself.

typo

Jaklin.


:)

oh gosh.

I AM AN AUNT!

Jacqelyn Ryan Palmer


Such a beautiful name. I wrote her a letter while I awaited the news. The queen of England arrived in Virginia (where my sister. . and now neice. .lives) today, so I told her of my excitement in such an appropriate celebration for the day of her arrival, too. Obviously it won't be anything she will be able to read soon, but I hope to write her a few letters now for when she is older. That way even though I will be almost 40, she will be my age now.

It is so exciting to think of a few years from now taking her to get ice cream, then going to a hill and rolling down it while we decide the shapes of clouds. Later I will buy her lipstick when she is just the right age, but the kind that is the pink of your lips so nobody can tell. I will tell her it is fun, but "ooh" and "aah" over her beauty with out it as well. When she laughs I will tell her never to stop, and when she cries let her know it is ok.

Jacqelyn.

Wonderful.