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Moon Phase = waxing toward quarter | Weather = Warmin' up to Indian Summer | Current reading = Cry to Heaven -Anne Rice
The Purpose of Painting - Angela D'aleo
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October 25, 1998
Why did I wait so long to get ICQ??
I have never had so much fun with a computer program in all my life! Once I figured everything out - and quit messing up authorization requests - the fun began! I got tired of that little 'ut-oh' voice everytime I got a new message (especially since it's the same one on WS FTP) so I changed it..to Austin Powers' communicator! It's so cool to hear that every time I have a message!
..and no, I can't control the SOUND OF MY VOICE!!!!! It's a (hopefully) temporary effect of ICQ mania.
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I went out looking to see what I could find on the ICQ search engines and I found a list that is entirely dedicated to The Artist's Way. After only a few minutes of hemming and hawing about whether or not to join, I did. The thought of having a whole community of people with the same goal is incredibly comforting. The first time I went through The Artist's Way, I was pretty much alone. Not much support - except B.W. and quite often, I felt that we were...quietly atagonistic toward each other. Nothing was ever said, but lots was felt. Perhaps that was only my perception.
I still have to be approved for this list - and I hope that nothing gets in the way of it. Hopefully, if the Realm is viewed in the process (which I have no idea what the process even is), it'll be seen that I at least know which end of a pencil makes the darkest mark...lol.
Isn't it amazing? Somewhere along the way these last few weeks, I have decided that yes, indeed, I am truly an artist. I've known it all long...but have I really known it these last few years? Something has shifted within and it is definitely wonderful. My life is color. My life is form. My life is art. I am art in process....
Flora notes: I began bringing the potted plants either into the house or up on the porch a few days ago because of frost warnings (already??) and discovered that some of the plants are in serious need of repotting...one of the offshots of a spider plant began growing into the wooden step that it rested on and when I pulled it out to bring it inside, the main root was eight inches long - easy. I had no idea that it was that comfortable in that spot! I brought in the Dragon tree that sat out on the tree stump amongst the herbs in the front yard and same thing. It had been growing out of it's pot and into the tree stump. That root was 2 feet long, at least...and here I'd been most of the summer, afraid that it would die. Sheesh.
Well - I am ending this entry now. Kitt is getting impatient again. We mustn't incur the wrath of Kitt...lol!
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