navylane :: musings

I wish I could say the reason that I have not been a faithful blogger lately is because I live a grandiose adventure of a life. That I travel frequently to exotic places. That instead of reading about the world, I’m exploring it firsthand. In actuality, my life consists of a perfect view of a mountain of laundry. My elite circle of socialites are under four feet tall and like to frequently pretend they are porcupines. And a luxury spa treatment to me is taking a shower without any interruptions from those aforementioned socialites.

I swear, I had the best intentions to share my 21 days with you, but then life happened. My computer ran out of disk space (for the umpteenth time). I set up a home network (a task that so tested my intelligence and made me feel like a bumbling idiot but alas I prevailed). And most distracting of all, summer is upon us and we are definitely in fun-in-the-sun mode here at my house. I know the warm weather will be gone in a blink of an eye, so we’re trying to use up every ray of sun while we can.

Since I am a bit burned out on technology right now, and even more so I am way overwhelmed at the thought of scanning over a dozen journal pages, I will instead share a few of them over the next few days. Maybe I will eventually get the gusto to scan them all and put them in an online album… we’ll see.

What’s your summer looking like — Lazy Days of Summer? Or Crazy Days of Summer?

Yesterday I celebrated me and all my thirty-one years.

I was treated to lunch with a friend and a basket of goodies… coffee and scones… seashells and heart rocks… sunshine and warm air… flowers and chocolates… pretty clothes and handmade jewelry… a visit with my mom and phone calls and emails from friends and family… hugs from my little ones and kisses from my husband… dinner plans for this weekend and a bottle of wine… a beautiful and blissful birthday!

Our birthdays are feathers in the broad wing of time. Jean Paul Richter

At the beach with the little ones

Ah, the many multiplicities of me. That’s what this little pop art self portraiture experiment above seems to symbolize to me. An expression of my many layers. Multiply this image by a few thousand and it would still only give just a small glimpse of the vast complexities involved.

We each have our own story, our own history, our own ancestral lineage. Individual personality quirks. Unique physical characteristics. We each have our own obstacles, our own inner demons, our own strengths and weaknesses. A distinct mix of likes and dislikes, talents and passions, hopes and dreams.

So many pieces and dimension to one single human being… isn’t it amazing?

    The task is to recognize that you are uniquely special, have something to give, some talent no one else shares in quite the same way. This gift needs to blossom so we can appreciate and enjoy the benefits of it and acknowledge you for it.
    You owe this to yourself and to all of us to honor your gifts, for only when you share your unique joy with the world does the entire world benefit. Every advance mankind has known has come because of someone’s effort. Don�t let shyness rob you and the world of the power and the passion that lies within you. No one can be all that you will be except you yourself. Follow your passion. Joel Garfinkle

view more pop art self portraits here