Aloha Cool People!
Welcome to My Pad.
Like, make yourselves at home.
Kick off da footwear - click on da photoArt
Palm Trees against the sky - yawn.
Palm Trees against the sky - yawn.Check out THIS view, cats!
“Everything we hear is an opinion not a fact.
Everything we see is a perspective, not the truth.”
Marcus Aurelius
Marcus Aurelius
Wow! Like, Skies Are A'Changin` wit da Seasons!"To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else."
Emily Dickinson
We've seen plenty o` dem together, haven't we?"Spring passes and one remembers one's innocence
Summer passes and one remembers one's exuberance
Autumn passes and one remembers one's reverence
Winter passes and one remembers one's perseverance."
Yoko Ono, Season of Glass
Still, We Wait Patiently.Seems everybody's waitin` for something!
"Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature— the assurancethat dawn comes after night, and spring after winter." Rachel Carson
The "normal" and the "mundane' always stifled me.
It was the unexpected, novel and new
- the DIFFERENT-
that entranced me growing up.
Of course, back in the day,
there was a prevailing impatience with old stuff,
as buildings, neighborhoods, and folkways were obliterated for tall, glass & steel "international style" blocks & towers.
If it wasn't for Jane Jacobs,
Honolulu's Nancy Banick: http://historichawaiifoundation.blogspot.com/2008/02/obituary-nancy-bannick-1926-2008.html
and other crazy citizens-without-portfolio, we'd be living in an even more sterile environment. So a rebellious love of "useless" old stuff has always been part of my makeup too.
As long as I'm swimming against the school, I know I'm going in the right direction.
Yes, swimming against the current has always been my default position, so love of the crumbling, archaic, and imperiled (be they people or buildings) came easy to me. It was just another early characteristic that set me apart from the progress-mad land that I grew up in.
I guess you'd say that nonconformity was the air I breathed and just as necessary.
To live buried in a bleached suburb was to me synonymous with death.
I needed underground comix: http://www.undergroundcollectibles.com/index.cfm/fa/categories.main/parentcat/8157
a bohemian district to breathe in, and plenty of non-mainstream nourishment like Pharoah Sanders:
But lately,
I notice that I'm finding delight in the most ordinary
people & things.
The very plodding, solid, grimy face of this life seems to me, at last, infinitely superior, fascinating, and worthwhile than the latest avantGard sensation.
Rather than seeking out the latest "exclusivity"
I mine delight from the abundant messiness of a normalcy
that has lately begun to reveal
a harmonious richness
in which the discordant oft provides
the graciest of grace notes.
My longing for belonging has expanded;
I'm not looking for the in-est connoisseurship any longer,
but feasting at the family table,
and enjoying every minute of it!
And thanks to all you fearless bloggers who share your daily bread with me!
A L O H A Cloudia
25 comments:
That's nice Cloudia
then I can sit at the kitchen table with you as I am pretty ordinary....
Happy days
ya..ordinary people and things could be more attractive than beautiful ones..
I found order in swimming against the school and in clinging to the things those around me want to discard. There is beauty in the wrinkles and safety in the folds of time long given over to going against the grain. It only takes but a moment when we realize that coffee is good even if it doesn't cost eight dollars.
simply beautifully captured shots along with the lovely words....!
You and me both, Cloudia. The ordinary lights my fire. Perhaps because I too fully lived my youthful rebellion (in the late 80s of all times)!
It's an ordinary day here in Maryland. And it is good.
Nice to visit you! Lots of cool stuff in your post.
May you have many more ordinary days filled with average doses of wonder! Cool post, Cloudia.
Ah .. the view around you is always filled with eye openers .. no matter which way I look .. Aloha!!!
Whoa, hip kitty, this post is like sparklesville, man. I dig it and I'm lendin' my lobes to the fine riffs herein.
Idle thought: have you ever heard of Lord Buckley? He used to recite famous things like the Gettysburg address, or Marc Antony's funeral oration, but he did it all in hipster language, it was priceless. Maybe he's on YouTube, though probably no one remembers him , now.
Pharoah Sanders! Wow, next you'll pull out Tim Buckley or Taj Mahal!
I really enjoyed this post. I think my Cool Factor just increased by five, just from being here! ;-)
Ordinary is good! :)
I think I'm a relative conformist in public life simply because I don't want to deal with the hassles that interfere with my private life.
Love the POV in that first photo. I never get tired of palm trees. Gee Cloudia I never would have figured you for one that would be stifled by the normal or mundane. ;) Loved this post! Aloha dear sister rebel.
Always a pleasure to visit you, my extra-ordinary friend. Cool post!
Your photographer's eye seeks out the ordinary and portrays it in a most extraordinary way. Just lovely - your photos and your sentiment. :)
What a superb perspective of the first photo! Marvelous, Cloudia!!
Building a New Home
I'm loving my days now, too and enjoying sharing it with bloggers as well.
It takes wisdom and experience to spot the extraordinary in the ordinary. I love 'the graciest of grace notes'.
Your post was so refreshing and hopeful. . .I can identify with the change in the air...
Here's to the adventure of finding the graciest of grace notes, my friend.
I wonder what Rachel Carson would make of how we've handled things lately...
ordinary can be extraordinary... as you've shown us! great post!
peace~
Chuck
The ordinary is thick with wonder! Thanks for adding the grace notes to my day.
Thanks each of you for joining the party!
love your attitude!
namaste /\
aloha!
Sharing is Caring.
When we share we grow.
You have such a wonderful way of guiding us along the path we need to tread. The more extrordinary our appreciation of our ordinary lives the richer we are. Thanks for all of your wisdom, that you share so generously, Cloudia.
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