MAcabre

...I've been sensing you, but I'm not afraid.
...I've always wondered what truly happened, that cold, cold morning.
...had the fires long been diminished? Or did it need another coal?
...did harsh words start your day? So many questions, were there
questions? Or did everyone accept your fate?
...did grief blind those about you? Or did a thief steal their sight?
...I was on the outside peering in, my silent questions lay unanswered, tho I dared not ask.
...bruises I was told...I was afraid to look..tho they fixed you up as pretty as you've always been.
...a long staircase and the stench of blood. Was that just grief stricken madness, totally consumed?
...I don't know what truly happened on that cold, cold morning, but I know you're here, and I am not afraid.
(...and she sadly pushed herself away from me...like a boat gently pulling away from shore)

Roman Polanski

Spooky and I just watched 'The Ninth Gate' again which led us into a discussion about Roman Polanski. He was accused in 1977 of drugging and raping Samantha Geimer who was 13 at the time at Jack Nicholson's place. Polanski jumped bail and fled to France. Lots of stories going around, even about Geimer and her mother. And speaking of her mother, just where was she when all of the proposed took place? Seriously, who would let her 13 year old daughter alone with ANYBODY. I don't know if he did it. I don't know if the rumors are true about them either. Shame on him if he did, shame on them if they were.

The Color of Perfection??

Is not Korean.
The Korean Air commercial really cracks me up. The ad wants to portray the airlines as:
breathtaking
exquisite
visionary
graceful
understanding
pledging
admiring
but it uses people of other ethnicity's to portray their own (excellence?)
I think that commercial is disrespectful to their own country. The Color of perfection they're trying to portray is everything but the Korean if you go by that ad. As a matter of fact, the woman at the end is still looking for it.

FRIDA KAHLO -July 6,1907 - July 13,1954

We went to Frida's exhibition today. It was really interesting yet it left a somber affect on me. Her life seemed so tragic, much of it portrayed in her works. I loved seeing the actual paintings. I wondered what thoughts brought each stroke of the brush. I wanted so much to reach out and touch her art, maybe as if I were reaching out to her? Why does an artist become more famous when one is dead? Back in the day, she was only known as Diego Rivera's wife. Today, she is Frida Kahlo~Mexican Artist.

I hope the exit is joyful-and I hope never to return ~ Frida

My favorite Frida pics.