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Wild Wild Life

3/8/2021

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"Wild Wild Life" - acrylic on cradled wood panel, 12" x 12" x .75".  Available here and at Artfinder.

I'm wearing-a fur pajamas
I ride a hot potato
It's tickling my fancy
Speak up, I can't hear you

Here on this mountaintop, oh-oh-oh
I got some wild, wild life
I got some news to tell you, oh-oh
About some wild, wild life
from the Talking Heads - "Wild Wild Life"


Here on this mountaintop...where I was last week after the most challenging and awe-inspiring hike of my life.  Which was part of an entire week of recharging in the great outdoors, finding inspiration and energizing my depleted batteries.  If you need a power boost, climb a mountain in deep snow, stand on the top and yell "WAHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" to the universe. Just sayin'.
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Wild Wild Life
Let's talk grasshoppers and ants for a minute.

The proverbial grasshopper plays in the sun, doesn't think much about tomorrow, is present and maybe ill-prepared for calamity.  The ant, on the other hand, is all about storing for a rainy day, work work working - no play,  and making sure every future possibility is covered.  I've spent my entire life as an ant.  And I thought that was because, well, I was an ant at heart.

But recently (thank you pandemic for keeping me less busy and giving me time to think!) I've uncovered the very real possibility that my ant-ness was in response to a long history of situations that left me holding the responsibility bag and therefore ant-ness was required.  So I've decided to give my inner grasshopper an open door.  And whoa.  It. might just be the key to everything.  Less anxiety, less exhaustion, better sleep, MORE JOY and the ability to make and savor deeper connections with humans and the world around me.

And so I might be late now and again. Or miss a deadline.  Or have nothing in the refrigerator.  But on the other hand, I'm wearing-a fur pajamas, I ride a hot potato.  It's tickling my fancy.  Want to join me?
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Dotty Seiter link
3/8/2021 10:25:59 am

I DO want to join you!

Haven't seen one of these creatures or birds in hand for quite awhile, Jen. Fun!

Someone opened some doors, I tell ya!

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jen
3/8/2021 11:41:54 am

Dotty! I've got an extra hot potato just for you. :). It was whimsy week in the studio preparing for an auction....but this one just wanted to be seriously fantastical, so I saved her for here. Doors opening - not sure if things are getting out or in or both? ha ha!

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Carol Kitchell link
3/8/2021 01:40:28 pm

Yes, please. Put my name on the sign-up list (the break the mold list, not the insect list). Hey, your wild life guy is channeling HellBoy, one of my faves!

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jen
3/8/2021 03:15:17 pm

Carol! You are on the list, lady! And HellBoy - YES! Also a fan! Didn't even see the resemblance until you mentioned it - now PAPOW! Thank you!

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