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Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Dialogue 3.0 Virgos Aging

Alisa:
















































Annabelle:  



A maiden born when September leaves
Are rustling in September's breeze,
sapphire on her brow should bind
Twill cure diseases of the mind.
                 - Gregorian Birthstone Poem

You're really something, Alisi.... We're on the same wavelength here.  I've been thinking about how I've been holding all of my facets, which the top right image reminds me of, and the left image reminds me of how I've been into herbs again lately.

A note to the Reader:  Alisa and I are both Virgos, but while I'm on the cusp (September 22, so I cheat between Virgo-Libra); she's a true Virgo (September 2).

Some other changes I plan to implement between 28-29:

No longer drinking water out of plastic, it's glass exclusively henceforth...



More to the exclusive side, following independent desires. I think it's a perfect age to do so, and all signs seem to be pointing to it.  No compromises.

I recently discovered my "life path", astrologically speaking, is one about finding meaning in the mundane, through observation, so I was happy to see the bear was my power animal on this hokey site.   Even if I don't get all literal about it, it's a nice animal for me to reflect on as I approach this new phase ahead.










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I'm an LA transplant now living in Manhattan. I used to take too many camera phone photos despite never having purchased an additional memory card. That was the main form of photo evidence for my "haciendo" and "viendo" until Kristen, an LA based friend I share the having of a knife tattoo behind my ear with, gave me her old Fujifilm camera, which has since DIED. Kristen is now removing her knife tattoo from behind her ear, while mine is still in tact, for better or for worse. The camera died on my first day in Lisbon. The last image it captured was a collection of traditional blue & white ceramic wares displayed in a storefront window. Whatever I was trying to photograph afterwards wasn't worth it. I write and produce film projects, have a dangerous predilection for vintage Robinson Golluber scarves and this blog serves as a window to everything else I do when I'm not satisfying those first two passions. I'm trying to blog more and tweet less @annabelleqv. What about you?

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