as she was singing
March 28th, 2007 | Posted by nicole c perugini
her own special rendition of
i did it my way
an angel appeared to her
and threw finely chopped colored paper
about her head
in c e l e b r a t i o n
~ monique duval
the persistence of yellow, #86
self portait in new orleans 2001
lovelovelove
March 24th, 2007 | Posted by nicole c perugini
on this day
years ago
i walked across a field
up to shawn
& said
you might want to come in to take a shower
were going to get married in a few hours
we did
on a whim
and here we are…
an angel of mercy
March 22nd, 2007 | Posted by nicole c perugini
happy birthday
to barbara
the firstborn ~
for thelma louise
March 21st, 2007 | Posted by nicole c perugini
who had green eyes with golden flecks
& said a wilted rose smells sweeter than a bud…
f l o w e r y
March 20th, 2007 | Posted by nicole c perugini
it was march
of last year
when i stopped to shoot this sign
& smell a flower blooming beneath
a young man
as he descended the stairs
of an adjacent building
called out
and how are you today?
i replied
f l o w e r y.
our presence
March 16th, 2007 | Posted by nicole c perugini
the most precious gift
we can give others
is our presence.
when mindfulness
embraces those we love-
they will bloom
like flowers.
-thich nhat hanh
a c c e p t a n c e
March 13th, 2007 | Posted by nicole c perugini
loving
e v e r y t h i n g
about yourself
including those little lines
that come with time
& motherhoods unharnessed laughter
portrait of a former self by elj
on seeing clearly.
March 1st, 2007 | Posted by nicole c perugini
we do not believe in ourselves until someone reveals that deep inside us something is valuable- worth listening to- worthy of our trust- sacred to our touch. once we believe in ourselves we can risk curiosity- wonder- spontaneous delight or any experience that reveals the human spirit.
- e e cummings
kyle smith painted this of me in 2002