Izabella's Blue

Bella and Edward

 

I really can't recall the last time I have been held captive by a book.  It wasn't the best book of all time, it wasn't fancy creative writing it just ....well....felt a little too real, something familiar, something that could be possible~ I actually have reconsidered some people I have known in my past, could they have been?!   pale, dark circles, beautiful, don't come out till after dark!?  nahhh that's crazy talk ;)

I read a 500 page book in less than a week that is unheard of for me~I found every single second I could find to read, I carried that book around with me everywhere, I seriously could NOT put it down.  At one point I noticed that I was more than half way through, I panicked & thought I must order the rest of the series before I finish this one, but to no avail, I couldn't help myself & read for 3 hours straight so I could finish.  Now I am impatiently awaiting Eclipse & New Moon~ I literally can't stand the wait!!! 

 

~Bella "He was so glorious he knocked me breathless."

transformed

And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake!
    Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite:
    Open thine eyes, for meek St. Agnes' sake,
Or I shall drowse beside thee, so my soul doth ache."

Her eyes were open, but she still beheld,
    Now wide awake, the vision of her sleep:
    There was a painful change, that nigh expell'd
    The blisses of her dream so pure and deep
    At which fair Madeline began to weep,
    And moan forth witless words with many a sigh;
    While still her gaze on Porphyro would keep;
    Who knelt, with joined hands and piteous eye,
Fearing to move or speak, she look'd so dreamingly.

~j keats (1795-1821)

portion of The Eve of St. Agnes

Maude Fealy Treasure Chest

I stumbled upon something interesting today, I was searching for Maude Fealy information & I came across this site.  I wonder where all these treasures ended up?!

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The email:

Do I have an amazing story for you. Are you sitting down?

Many years ago I was working for a theatre company and a wooden trunk was discovered in the basement of a neighboring theatre, (which has since been torn down, I believe). My department, properties, was sent over to retrieve the trunk and salvage it's contents for use in our plays (the trunk contained letters, newspapers, etc, which we could copy for use on stage). We had no idea that the trunk would hold 100 years worth of memories belonging to the actress Maude Fealy, who apparently never threw anything away, just kept adding it to the trunk. It took several of us weeks to excavate the trunk, which had sustained some severe water and mildew damage.

The biggest find in the box were the publicity photos. Dozens of them, and they had survived quite well as I recall. I don't remember any postcard sizes. They were all 8x10, and bigger! This is a true story. I think I organized and filed at least 50 images, all beautiful, some from vaudeville and others from the early film years. In some she is dressed as a boy. There were also Christmas cards from Cecil and Cukor, pay stubs, news clippings, programs, you name it!

I never forgot Maude and am so excited that others are interested in her too.

We could not trace any living relatives to share this trunk with at the time. This was over 10 years ago and there was no "Google".

The collection is still safely archived away (I checked today) and is under lock and key while it's future is to be decided upon. I think it should stay as an archive and be sold to the national film archives or a Broadway theatre museum perhaps.

I have requested that my former boss begin scanning in some of the images so that I can share them with you and the others out there who want to see them.

Please share this with the other Maude fans to let them know that some exciting stuff should be happening in the coming months.

http://web.mac.com/jaylenewallace/iWeb/Maude%20Fealys%20Treasure%20Chest/Welcome.html

crimson regret

i tried to kill the pain
but only brought more
i lay dying
and i'm pouring crimson regret and betrayal
i'm dying praying bleeding and screaming
am i too lost to be saved
am i too lost?

Evanescence - Tourniquet (Live) http://tinyurl.com/48w9aa

 

 

Ache Robyn Von Swank

 

 

Robyn Von Swank collaborates with Mother of London

Admirablement étrange, étrangement beau

David Blaine

 

 

It's no secret for those of you who know me...that I am seriously intriqued with David Blaine magic ;) 

Are you watching his newest death defying stunt?!

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David Blaine, known for his headline-making spectacles of physical, emotional and mental endurance, will live on the line -- literally. Blaine, the 'Upside Down Man,' will attempt to hang from a thin wire five stories in the air -- with no safety net or airbag to break his fall -- in Central Park's Wollman Rink for three days and nights. Using electro-magnetic boots, Blaine will walk on and under the wire during more than 60 hours of the challenge. How will he exit from his perch overlooking New York City? Details of Blaine's heart-stopping plunge at the conclusion of the special are a closely-guarded secret. He will surprise us all -- live -- on a new, two-hour ABC primetime special, David Blaine: Dive of Death, WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 24 (9:00-11:00 p.m., ET), on the ABC Television Network.

David's official website http://davidblaine.com/ 

David's network site http://network.davidblaine.com/

Love's Secret

Never seek to tell thy love,
Love that never told can be;
For the gentle wind doth move
Silently, invisibly.

I told my love, I told my love,
I told her all my heart,
Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears.
Ah! she did depart!

Soon after she was gone from me,
A traveller came by,
Silently, invisibly:
He took her with a sigh.

~William Blake

artists' live webcams

 

I am intriqued with the idea of peaking in on artists' creating in their studio's.  I am surprised that there isn't a flood of links, to live webcams, unless I am just missing them?

Martijn de Boer kept my interest, he is usually live on the weekends. http://home.tiscali.nl/martijndb/easel.html

Maybe someday I will have a live web cam of my own?!

Here is an interesting link to visit, for more cams & videos....

artist videos~art teacher videos~tutorial videos~art studio cams~location cams~gallery cams~ http://www.princetonol.com/groups/iad/links/webcams.html#artcam

UStream (type in "art" in the search bar) http://www.ustream.tv/

do you know of any other artists' that are livestreaming?!

 

 

Beauty's Bloom Lord Byron

 

Oh! snatched away in beauty's bloom,
On thee shall press no ponderous tomb;
But on thy turf shall roses rear
Their leaves, the earliest of the year;
And the wild cypress wave in tender gloom:

And oft by yon blue gushing stream
Shall sorrow lean her drooping head,
And feed deep thought with many a dream,
And lingering pause and lightly tread;
Fond wretch! as if her step disturbed the dead!

Away! we know that tears are vain,
That death nor heeds nor hears distress:
Will this unteach us to complain?
Or make one mourner weep the less?
And thou - who tell'st me to forget,
Thy looks are wan, thine eyes are wet.

I have from Midnight to 11:59pm each day to do a good deed.

I found this a long while ago & have now missplaced who wrote the original~ I wanted to share with you...I love running across things like this.     Pass it on~

The Rules

I have from Midnight to 11:59pm

each day to do a good deed.

I can do things that help people or the Earth

Should I miss a day, I will continue on, trying for as close to the full year as possible.

I must choose to do my good deeds, not simply find good deeds through reflection at the end of the day.

Self-improvement never counts, no matter how much that self-improvement may empower me to help others.

Helping friends counts, but I should always try and help people I don’t know, as I should be taking my actions to the next level.

Abstracts don’t count, such as protesting, attending meetings, etc. Politics never counts.

twilight

Bella-"why do that?"
edward-"do what?"
Bella-"dazzle people"
edward-"do i dazzle you?"
bella-"frequently"

Bella- "You are . . . well, not exactly the love of my life, because I expect to love you for much longer than that. The love of my existance. "

edward- " And so the lion fell in love with the lamb."

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anxiously I await my amazon purchase, I cannot wait to read this book, I have heard so much about it & thank you dear Stephanie for reminding me ;)

The movie, starring Kristen Stewart and Robert Pattinson, is currently scheduled for a December 12th release.

 

I dream of you

remembering September 11, 2001

 

 

 

It's been 7 years already, how could that be!?  it feels like it just happened yesterday~

I remember getting the call from my friend "turn on your tv!!" he hung up.

I was awakened by that phone call, still sleepy eyed, I turned on the television, I saw a plane crashing into one of the twin towers, what the hell is this I thought?!  I couldn't figure out if it was a bad movie, but the reporting sounded so real..I sat down on the couch watching &  listening. I listened & watched for 4 days straight, I was paralyzed, I felt confined, I was petrified, I kept my young son home from school.  On the 5th day I had to get to the grocery store.  My son wanted to go to Taco Time for lunch...I was afraid to even drive. It was eery to not hear any planes overhead, everything was changed, everything was different, it was the first time I ever truly felt hate inside my heart. 

 We stepped inside the quiet resteraunt, they had tons of little American flags inside  & red white n blue candles burning at the counter & every table...it really impacted me....I was speechless, the gal was trying to take my order, I couldn't speak...she was the first person I had seen in 5 days, I couldn't order, I couldn't talk, I started sobbing, she came around from behind the counter & we just hugged & cried together, we didn't know each other...my poor baby was so confused. We didn't eat their that day, I felt guilty that I was alive & so many families were hurting because of the lives that were taken away from them in those brutal senseless attacks.  We just turned around & went home that day.

where were you on that day?!

I grow so weary

I grow so weary, someway, of all things
That love and loving have vouchsafed to me,
Since now all dreamed-of sweets of ecstasy
Am I possessed of: The caress that clings—
The lips that mix with mine with murmurings
No language may interpret, and the free,
Unfettered brood of kisses, hungrily
Feasting in swarms on honeyed blossomings
Of passion's fullest flower—For yet I miss
The essence that alone makes love divine—
The subtle flavoring no tang of this
Weak wine of melody may here define:—
A something found and lost in the first kiss
A lover ever poured through lips of mine.

James Whitcomb Riley
The Lost Thrill

on etsy

 

 

 

 

 

It's been a long while since I have listed anything for sale~ 

on etsy today  http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=36394