dale chihuly: simply amazing.

reading the smithsonian magazine, i came across a name i had heard a while back: dale chihuly.
i remembered the amazing photo that one of my best friends, molly, took while she was abroad in london in 2005. the vibrant colors, the flowing...glass. yes, i said glass. chihuly is a pseudo-glass blower (as an accident when he was a young adult injured his shoulder and took sight away in one of his eyes), who designs brilliant pieces and then has other people do the blowing. it almost seems warhol-esque (an artist whom i also love).

it is now my obligation, as a citizen of the world, to attend a chihuly exhibit.

i'm springing.

yesterday was a near-perfect spring day.
it did something to me that i cannot begin to describe, but it was wonderful.
so many memories, so many flip flops, so many sunny days. (and rainy days, too.)
it honestly just makes me feel alive.
and being alive wonderful.

i know it's just beginning, but the flowers will soon come and everything will be lovely.

welcomed change.

walking downtown today, i saw a familiar face.
a familiar face because it was my brother-in-law, aaron, a stranger to the outside world for the last couple of months.
it was so weird seeing him walking down the ped mall, all alone; a little more cautious and slower than usual, but he was doing it.
he was so comfortable, though, and confident, and it was amazing.
we walked and talked and he told me i looked 'smooth' (referring to my skin, not my demeanor).

i was just so happy to see him breathing some fresh air.

just say no to head injuries.

brother-in-law aaron's myspace blog...
15.03.2007 (going on his 3rd week out of the hospital after a long, hard fight)

say no if some offers you a head injury
Current mood: curious
Category: Life

so, since i've been out of hospital,I have discovered that I have memories things that didn't happen.1) iwas sure that I drove to the hospital in vintage 60's car. I didn't .2) dreamed I flew to stalingrad to got a doctor, this included a stop in scotland for road booze. What The Fuck?

I have confirmation none of this happened, not to mention alot of other things. I suggest avoiding a coma. it's wierd and confusing.

progressing
-aaron

i'm so thankful that he has this much to say.

this life, my life.

life has been frustrating, bizarre, unpredictable, messy, clean, sad, emotional, and emotionless. numb to some things, and sensitive to everything else.
my life has been beautifully tangled.

a week away from the life i lead in iowa city was an absolute must.
a week with some of the people i care about most in the world was an absolute must.
a week of emotional distress and confusion, laughter, smiles, tears, hugs, movies, dinner, biking in the rain, giant pandas and hippos, and biking around dc was inevitable. a lovely balance of relaxation and chaos.

a day of chicago and all that comes along with it; best friends, wandering the streets and perusing through the cute little boutiques, great music (i can tell you who coined the term 'reggae'...and i can also tell you how amazing it is), sleeping through the drive home at 4 am.

and now i'm back.
back to ponder what is to come and what is to be.
i can't wait.

a clusterf*ck.

the last week and a half of my life has been one of those.
it's really a combination of a few things and then me not wanting to deal with them.
it has been so much so (a clusterf*ck, that is) that i have gone 2 days in a row without seeing my mother.
...and i live with my parents.
i guess i just don't even know.

but on a lighter note, AARON IS OFFICIALLY OUT OF THE HOSPITAL! that's pretty rock and roll.