Mony, Baby! 9 July 2008
Your Pixie is pleased to report that I strolled & sold my first Urban Pic, Mony Piece:
And here I am, aglow in its presence:
(Kamau Ware, 2008)
Thanks to the organizers of the Below 220th Exhibit and the Uptown Arts Stroll for making them a smashing success. Full of gratitude, I appreciate the support of my many Earth Angels who showed up when I needed them; I couldn’t have done it without each and every gift I got. As John Randolph Price puts it so very well,
“I know there is nothing that I could truly desire that is not at this very moment standing at the door of my consciousness, ready to appear in my life and affairs. I have only to be conscious of this Truth and every need is met, every problem solved, every question answered. My consciousness with God within is all I will ever need…”
And so it is!
Artistic Debut 27 June 2008
In preparation for Saturday & Sunday’s Uptown Arts Stroll, I sorted out an official artistic statement: 
Please head to the Heights this weekend to check out the scene “in this piece” (as Stevie Wonder would say). From the sneak peek I got last night, it’s getting hot up here!
My photo Mony Piece appears:
Saturday, 06/28/08
1:00-6:00pm
“Below 220″ Exhibit & Sale
6:00-8:00pm Reception
Original paintings, photos, prints, jewelry, fabric arts, crafts, all
by people living below 220th Street priced below $220.
The Lounge at Hudson View Gardens, Pinehurst Ave. and W. 183rd St.
Info: 212-923-7800 x1226
& I’ll be showing more stuff on Saturday from 1:00-6:00 p.m. here:
Art in Bennett Park, Bennett Park, Ft. Washington Ave. at W. 183rd St.
Visual and performing arts. Featuring the band Spuyten Duyvil, performing at 3pm: alt folk, roots, traditional and acoustic music. Spuyten Duyvil is Mark Miller (bouzouki/8 string tenor guitar/ vocals); Beth Miller (vocals); Tom Socol (guitar/ dobro); Sarah Banks (fiddle); and Steve Horowitz (bass).
& last but not least, a few Urban Pix to entice you:
Happy Weekend & here’s to art in the heart of us all!
p.s. Thanks to Kamau for the cool shot & the advice I got when I needed it most. And to VRC, your engineering saved the day & I couldn’t have done it without you!
Urban Pix 16 June 2008
As part of the Uptown Arts Stroll, I’ll be showing some Pixie pics here. Hope you can make it to the Heights to see me. It’s worth the trip, I assure you. We won Tony Awards after all!
Saturday, 06/28/08
1:00-6:00 p.m.
“Below 220″Exhibit & Sale
6:00-8:00 p.m. Reception
Original paintings, photos, prints, jewelry, fabric arts, crafts, all by people living below 220th Street, priced below $220.
The Lounge at Hudson View Gardens, Pinehurst Ave. and W. 183rd St.
Info: 212-923-7800 x1226.
Lots of love and light to you!
Spring Sprung 28 March 2008
I spent Easter at the beautiful Bronx Botanical Garden. A bit early for some buds, the orchids, cacti & pine-cone creatures captivated my attention nonetheless. Here are some shots for you & boy, do I love my Leica now:
Go fast if you want to catch the orchids, as they hit the trail on April 6th. If you miss them, rent Adaptation & enjoy!
Here’s to wearing the winter coat no more, no more, no more!
Morning Miracle 22 February 2008
Here’s what I saw on my way to work today. Is it any wonder I heart my home?
Wishing you a Friday filled with fluffy stuff too!
Incubating the Day Away 18 February 2008
As one with incredible aspirations, I often overwhelm myself with workshops, classes, and other explorations along artistic avenues. I pause today, however, to celebrate Presidents’ Day doing a whole lotta nothing. Or at least that’s what it’ll look like on the outside.
Thanks, DailyOm, for today’s timely reminder to us all:
February 18, 2008
Mysterious Beginnings
The Necessity Of WinterAs any gardener knows, the bulbs that contain the beautiful flowers of spring and summer—daffodils, irises, tulips, gladiolas—cannot bloom until they have endured a period of cold. Held in the dark earth during the frigid winter months, they undergo internal adjustments and changes invisible to our eyes. Like babies gestating in the lightless, watery wombs of their mothers, they are fully engaged in the process of preparing to be born. So many of the greatest mysteries of life begin this way, with a powerful urge for growth enclosed in a small, dark space.
We humans have a tendency to yearn for the light, for the coming of spring, and for the more visible phase of growth that all things express in coming to be. In our love for what we can see with our eyes we sometimes lose patience for, and interest in, the world of darkness that nurtures and protects the seeds, bulbs, and babies of the world for such an important part of their life cycles. It is a perilous and mysterious phase of growth, and one that we have little control over, and perhaps that is why we don’t celebrate it with quite the same passion as we do the lighter and brighter phases of life. Nevertheless, we ourselves endure similar periods of developing in the darkness throughout our lives.
Meditating on the image of a bulb, a seed, or an embryo, can bring us into alignment with the side of our own natures that is like the earth in winter—seemingly asleep but busily attending to details of growth that create the pattern for the children, flowers, and creative expressions to come. Touching down on this place in ourselves, we may feel at once peaceful and activated, utterly still and yet fully creative, quietly in tune with the dark and mysterious beginnings of life.
Xmas Eve and the City 25 December 2007
Last night was another example that the Universe knows best. My original plans were altered so I found myself in Union Square, heading to a Mexican restaurant on Xmas Eve. Swept up in a crowd of kids, I went a few blocks in the wrong direction but I was far from lost. The sight of Grace Church on Broadway at 11th took my breath away, leaving a wide smile in its wake. Upon seeing my joy, a very handsome man smiled boldly back as we crossed in opposite directions. This church, looking right out of Oxford, has always been there but I’d never noticed it. Upon closer inspection, the schedule was full of appropriate Xmas Eve activities. I took note in case I wanted to explore the Episcopal option afterwards.
Betsy & I enjoyed a leisurely meal with all the chips & guac girls could ask for & then some. After our gift exchange, the charming waiter dropped off tequila shots for Feliz Navidad on the house. Neither of us were up for it but the two NYU dudes next to us were more than happy to take them off our hands. I made sure we snuck the empty glasses back to our table in appreciation of a gentleman’s gesture.
I mentioned stumbling upon the lovely church to Betsy as we were leaving dinner. Away from her family for the first Christmas, Betsy eagerly asked if we could go have a look. We arrived at 9:30 for the 8 o’clock service & caught the perfect amount of church (a mere 45 minutes) which included: the second-half of the sermon; contributing our “biggest bills” to the outreach collection; and a lovely candle-lit singing of Silent Night. As we headed back onto Broadway, we glimpsed the glow of the magical moon overhead. Its light so bright over the people & steeple put the big bow on our Christmas Eve, perfect in ways we could not possibly have planned.
Pardon the poor pixels, but look at that luna:
May your feet lead your heart
where it knows you should go.
Ho, ho, ho!
I Leica 23 December 2007
I was such a good girl in 2007 that Santa splurged on a fancy-schmancy Leica V-Lux for me. With German engineering in my artistic grasp, I’ll take my photographer self to an entirely different level next year. Isn’t she pretty?
But since I didn’t go to Seattle, it came to me today. While I was itching to get clicking, my new baby would not be braving the elements just yet. Luckily, the Fuji FinePix played well in the rain & New York never looked better to me! I hope you agree.
Home in the Heights
Isn’t it Divine?
Columbia Column
Red Light
Thanks to brilliant Bruce & Ed for inviting the Pixie to Christmas & encouraging me to shine on, loud & proud. I urge you to do the same, as the world anxiously awaits your gift. & we know it’s gonna be great!
“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.” -Marianne Williamson
Unscaffolding 1 November 2007
Consider for a moment scaffolding. As New York as delis, deliveries, sirens & street vendors, scaffolding serves as a constant reminder of the city’s steady (yet stealth) progress. It goes up under the cover of darkness, when most have cleared the sidewalks & hard-hats descend to do their duty. Arriving at work just yesterday, I found the adjacent building suddenly shrouded; in a few days, I won’t remember it any other way.
Uptown, there’s a certain section of Ft. Washington that stood covered for over a year. On my way to the subway, it cocooned me from the early-a.m. elements. The familiar wooden planks disappeared one day without warning & left an elegant, art deco apt. building in their wake. Popped out loud & proud, its new facade shined for all to see.
I lost my breath coming upon the James Farley Post Office across from Midtown’s Penn Station last night. Naked for the first time to my eyes, the building beamed in all its beaux-arts beauty. I cried as I snapped this shot & realized, it’s high time to unveil.
