Dream Job

I have this crappy notebook that I write down everything in. A month or so ago I thought I would start a list of "dream jobs." I'm sure this list will continue to grow but here are my current top 'dream jobs.'

What are yours??

The lady that does embarrassing stuff in Glamour magazine and gets reactions from people on the street (ie casually walking down a busy NYC avenue in a bikini, having a bush of arm pit hair, doing an obvious "walk of shame"). I figure I embarrass myself and my friends on a regular basis for fun, why not get paid for it?

Member of the White House Press Corps. No matter what you think of Helen Thomas, you've got to give it to her--she's 88 years old and has been antagonizing every U.S. president since JFK.

Playing Elpheba from "Wicked" or Maureen from "Rent" (I love Idina Menzel)

Green living

I try to live an "earth friendly" life. I bring canvas bags to the grocery store. I reduce, reuse, recycle.

But obviously I could do more.

I recently read "The Shack" by William P. Young and found a paragraph that I think perfectly fits our usage of the earth.

"Our earth...some have attempted to help her but most have simply tried to use her. Humans, who have been given the task to lovingly steer the world, instead plunder her with no consideration, other than their immediate needs. And they give little thought for their own children who will inherit their lack of love. So they use her and abuse her with little consideration and then when she shudders or blows her breath, they are offended and raise their fist at God."

Lyrics are liberating...but so is nudity

As many of my friends know, I have recently become enamored with the Philadelphia based band, Dr. Dog. They are extremely talented, masters of melody and lyrics, and I consider them to be somewhat modern day philosophers (singer Scott McMicken is quoted in my first posting.) I encourage everyone to check them out, but with caution. I have spent many hours scouring youtube--watching live performances, interviews, and music videos.

In one performance Scott takes off his shirt midway through the song. It is not done in a sexual nor sensual way. In fact, it is almost child-like, in a simplistic manner. ("I just want to take off my shirt!!!") This really got me thinking. Nudity, as we first experience it, is totally pure and liberating. Skipping on clothes just feels right, feels natural to go without the excess. When Scott unbuttoned his shirt and threw it down onto the stage, it really brought me back to the exposure of being naked.

I am no musical artist, but I bet it felt like another form of expression on stage, "leaving" everything he had on the stage. Being totally exposed to the audience.

As we age nudity takes on such a complex meaning. And with good reason. But just for a moment I want to delve into the thought of being naked, and how nakedness initially felt for us all. Feeling liberated, unabashed. Sometimes when I'm alone reading or sleeping, I take off my shirt. For no reason, and for no one. Just because it feels right.

Welcome

Hello! I have created this blog as an outlet for my thoughts, about things that light a fire within me, and make me think a little harder. I hope it inspires you to do the same.

"That's sort of what art is, in a general sense---and my definition of art isn't confined to museums or albums or libraries or movie theaters. I feel as though art is a very practical part of the human experience and it shows itself in really mundane things. The clothes that you put on in the morning are an expression of yourself. The food you want to eat. Where you put your kitchen table. How you walk down the sidewalk—everything is an aesthetic choice, and therefore an expression of some aspect of your identity. In those things, as well as things that are more conventionally recognized as expressions of art, if you consistently do things in such a way that suit you in a true way, to keep you happy and progressive in some direction, then you’re serving a healthy duty not only to yourself, but to the world around you."- Scott McMicken