This is code. One person will know what I truly mean. Ideally, she would respond asap. In the mean time, what is a blog for if not for to ruminate? I did a lot of research around Mother’s Day - Sunday. It was like a dream pushed me. Dreaming takes on importance once one pays attention. My dream teacher is Robert Moss. Reading Nancy Drew was a good intro to dreams and coincidence reading, short of superstition. A few months ago, on my way to Mosswood Hollow to study with Robert Moss I did shop at Paul and Sandy’s esoteric store in Kirkland and found Password to Larkspur Lane so I recently revisited Nancy. Anyway, all this research did lead me to classmates.com and so I wrote my life story there re VPHS. It was fun. Not as dramatic or heart wretching as writing my life story as myth during Robert Moss‘ last workshop at Mosswood, but still fun… another take on reality… other takes are the most enlightening…
No one knows me from an art or drama class at VPHS - why not? I wasn’t in any! (woulda coulda shoulda) I was working at Sears Roebuck at the Orange Mall to make money to keep up with the Joneses of the OC. Of course I love my European trips I paid for myself at the age of 17 and 18 (hey that was paid vacation), and they formed me wonderfully. Now at the age of 40 -something I am doing what I would have done had I been in tune with moi - painting and taking improv. Using my business skills from 10 years in hotel mgmt, MBA at MIIS, 10 years in Internet/hi tech for fundraising for artists! Julia Cameron might raise her eyebrows and I do too sometimes but its up to me to keep my own art practice alive, and I do. Yes I’d like to meet “the one” and maybe I will. Maybe he looks like Russell Brand and has his smart wit… And I live bilangue thanks to BA French at SFSU and Institut pour les Etrangers Aix-Marseilles. Yeah that was me roaming around the art department in awe, not getting a clue yet… And I still have my green thumb from the Sears years.