A Fly can't bird, but a Bird can fly.
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Looking for inspiration in the least expected places and situations.
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Like one of my very dear friends says: “from the sublime, to the (insert adjective here)”. That is how this quick stop in Fort Worth, Texas has proven to be. This morning started with an early rise, greeted by the best of Texan hospitality when the moment I opened the cottage’s doors I was greeted by a bunch of warm muffins wrapped in the best Laura Ashley style.
I spent most of the morning “working” on this monster of a project that is never satisfied. Photographs? Every single day. Paintings? As soon as I get back. Drawings? There should be more, but I need this time to absorb. Short improvised experimental film? Heck yeah! Why not? So, recording I did all morning long, while my first chief in command paraded around the garden and stepped on some camouflaged dog sh*t.
Hope it brings you lots of good luck! ;)
We would never consider leaving this town without paying a visit to The Modern. Pure architectural porn.
She came, she saw, she helped me pack. I invited my favorite fashion blogger / stylist to help me ready and chic for The Road Less Traveled. Thanks Fashion Poet!
***New Orleans Museum of Art*** after that visit to Pensacola, it seems like everywhere I look I find something celestial, something with wings.
No, we don’t mind the traffic at all. More time in our dear Florida before we head into the unknown (notice the Pink Flamingo top honoring our dear sunshine state!).
Support our adventure here: http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/jojapiposa/the-road-less-travelled-an-artistic-adventure-in-t
5:15 AM… Alarm goes off.
Shut up, don’t go, I want to get up but let me snore
Grab all we have, how much we’ve packed!
Drive fast, drive slow
I’m wide awake, let’s cross this state!
Take us somewhere, take us North
Till Monticello we made it today
The house is old, the town is small
The wooden floors, Pat at the door
“Come in through the front door!”
Blue room, like powder from a while ago
If that fireplace worked there is nothing I would burn
Capital city, blueberry fields
Magnolia tree, and we eat underneath
And this was just day 1.
From Miami Beach, to Mount Rushmore and back. Click here to support this adventure / artistic project: http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/jojapiposa/the-road-less-travelled-an-artistic-adventure-in-t
That is how we’ll leave the space between these walls. Thanks to this and that, what we packed, what you said, how she laughed, and that sweet, sweet smell.
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