In a pensive moment, like gazing out of a window at a cotton-candy sunset, I want to savor the beauty, run outside, and capture a glimpse of the grandeur before the colors fade. Moments like these make me inquisitive of each day’s opportunity, taken or denied, to be significant in a world spinning at 24,000 miles an hour.
Moxie is me, with an 80s fineness. I usually get over-excited about ordinary things. I laugh extraordinarily loud, like my dad. Furry animals distract me. I love sitting on the floor with a puppy on my lap. I live in the southern California Desert, though it may not be what you think. There are sprinklers and acres of green grass. I could get an eye-full of a captivating landscape, yet still not see enough. Amazingly, color is everywhere. I am inquisitive of how certain colors match while others simply do not.
I love LOVE! It makes me consider how things ought to be, and the reason for their being as they ought.
Electric violin is my favorite instrument to play, or rather conqueror, it’s a fun challenge. Playing with words and making pictures out of phrases is a pastime. Metaphors are everywhere. Since I always have a lot of questions, I am a student at heart. I question why some people have a question about right or wrong, good or bad, when within us is a conscience that we did not buy.
Creativity, with a tinge of unpredictability, seems in flux with order, the essence of design. It is taking things out-of-the-box and molding them into relevant shapes.
Art is my passion–creating stuff, mostly music. Though, I like to decorate, cook, garden, and tie sparkling-bows on presents, too. Perhaps it’s the glitter tendency in me.
I love to be in airports or malls, and people-watch, especially kids. What’s more important than people? They drag their stuffed animals around, proud to show their cotton-plump-friends part of their world, part of their significance. When you think about it, it’s just like you and me. Remember how we used to say, mommy, mommy, watch me, watch me. Some things never change.
I am not guessing that life is not all about the car I drive, or the clothes I buy; the color pink, or things that are neat. I’m not guessing. I’m finding out, writing about reality fully alive. My challenge is to live beyond the surface by digging deeper than the platforms of our culture. All in all, I choose to expect that it’s beyond me–I dare to believe.
So, this is a little bit of me, for you. Tied with a glittery bow of love,