Real

take off your makeup

and your clothes

rid yourself

of fear that clutters

your god’s markmaking

slough off the murky bitter

the security blankets that shroud you

like oppression

like religion

kick the habit

wear your skin like the fucking fleshly vestment that it is

pay tribute to your creative force

the life painter

the lover who kisses

moment after moment after precious endless moment

proud of the time it took to reach now

feeling you exquisitely

from the inside

pulling pins

 

how are you.

take care.

have a nice day.

safety pins

squeezing 

loose stitches

together

added precautions

pinning

dissolving seams failing 

curling release from pattern confining

liquid rust leaking

caught in the weave

of yesterdays cotton

a table cloth

bedsheet

potato bag story

pull it out

one by one

let it go 

and just like that 

a

body

collapsing

 

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Art and Emotions

 

Does art trigger emotions in you?

My body can react quite strongly both negatively and positively to a piece of art. And as an emotional intelligence educator and an artist

I am very curious to understand this more deeply.

I have created a space on my website to play with and research the way art effects people physically/emotionally/spiritually.

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Thankyou , I really appreciate your time, love Arna

Limestone

 

take this acute experience

let it bite

let it sweep your starry walls

and penetrate your knowing,

feel the smart lift your brow,

and s t r e t c h your M O U T H

the choir has begun

…….limestone is cold and discerning…….touch it

this is an exceptional opportunity

stay keen and original

take the hit

make the jump

slide the tunnel

your skin

this is it

take

it

Sunlight Dreaming

 

fading

purple flowers

lie softly

plush

stitching

old

old

knees

and

infant fingers

s t r e t c h i n g

in jagged space

to smooth

incongruous

cheeks

like

paper

drawn with lines

and

finely

etched madness

in

eyes too full

of

sunlight dreaming

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Wrong

Wrong?

Wrong!?

AH………wrong………

ring a ding ding

ring a ding dong

big dong little dong

here a dong there a dong everywhere a ding dong

wrong to

sing a song of a dingly dangly dong

scary

best be wary

wrong might

get us

wet us

stick out it’s tongue at us

pick a fight

wrong or right

stand your ground share it round

love a bit, spit on it, put it in

feel the fit

mmmmmmm

mmmmm

mmm

mm

m

soooo wrong