tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56350942010-04-18T15:57:25.281-07:00A Place to Procrastinate.Amparo1omnivore@gmail.comBlogger233125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635094.post-72278604714410548082010-04-18T15:57:00.000-07:002010-04-18T15:57:25.290-07:00

This blog will soon disappear.  I have migrated everything to my new blog The Project Room. Please update your bookmarks!

Amparo1omnivore@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635094.post-55604594060663473722007-02-15T00:23:00.000-08:002007-02-15T00:30:44.984-08:00

This is the first time in a long time since I didn't have a boyfriend or a date to spend Valentine's Day with. I actually can't quite remember when...maybe since I was about 15-17 years old. Wow! Maybe I even had a boy to smooch then. Huh. Well, there is always a first time for everything. Nice thing is that I am feeling alright about it. I am concentrating on some things and discovering

Amparonoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635094.post-38208767346417273822007-02-09T15:00:00.000-08:002007-01-26T00:58:51.950-08:00

My birthday came and went earlier this week on Monday and I had a great time with my friends. Some of my lovely SF and LA peeps took me out to a couple of super yummy dinners. I also drove up to see my good friend who lives in Boulder Creek which is near Santa Cruz. Sometimes a long drive into the mountains is just the thing one needs.It is still my birthday week so I'm gonna put my

Amparonoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635094.post-585741766233402202007-01-26T00:57:00.000-08:002007-01-26T00:58:48.804-08:00

Azure azure azure. Lovely and sparkly. :-)

Amparonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635094.post-23483355342993184612007-01-19T12:38:00.000-08:002007-01-19T12:49:46.985-08:00

So the piece that I was struggling with is finally finished and will be up at the show this saturday (tomorrow). I am happy with it. I don't have a photo of it though. I need to sell my film cameras and buy a digital one. Anyways here is the information on the event:Organized by one of the Solid Funk peeps (Gravy and Sexy Modr parties)"Puzzles" collaborative art showThis Saturday 7-11pmopen

Amparonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635094.post-1168080171882407652007-01-06T00:34:00.000-08:002007-01-06T02:46:14.493-08:00

Destroy everything you touch todayDestroy me this wayAnything that may desert youSo it cannot hurt youYou only have to look behind youAt who’s undermined youDestroy everything you touch todayDestroy me this wayEverything you touch you don’t feelDo not know what you stealShakes your handTakes your gunWalks you out of the sun~Ladytron "Destroy Everything You Touch"

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I am still struggling with a painting. I don't do well with themed shows. It's like being given a homework assignment. I want to keep it in the style I've been developing, but it's hard because I wouldn't have picked the size and format I am forced to use. I like to work on pieces that come from my own inspiration and heart. I don't need a homework assignment.

Amparonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635094.post-1165479544206039282006-12-07T00:04:00.000-08:002006-12-07T00:19:04.260-08:00

I'm tying 4 panels together and the theme of the piece is "matters of the heart".Me: "But it isn't gonna be perfect."Friend: "I know, you want it to be perfect. That's how love is though, right??? Not perfect."Me: "Yeah, it's just all these pieces tied up in the best way possible."

Amparonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635094.post-1163408724921274442006-11-12T23:02:00.000-08:002006-11-13T01:05:24.986-08:00

glossing over, and manipulating the situation in your favor are all forms of dishonesty.Truth and trust. I really hoped it could be there but what I got was a soft focus filter on what was in front of me.And if you can't even admit that what I saw was a dried up dead cockroach under your bed, then what can you admit to??

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I'm leaving for the San Francisco Lovefest. The next few days will be full of beats. Let the dancing and debauchery begin!!

Amparonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635094.post-1158310237815462572006-09-15T01:39:00.000-07:002006-09-17T03:19:53.293-07:00

I believe in the magic of love, of a smile, of intention. I believe in the magic of pulling a card and seeing the meaning as meant for myself. I believe in it because I look for it and whatever you look for becomes a self-fulfilling prophecy. If you look for the negative stuff in life, then that is what you will find. I choose to see the joy and magic. Scoff at me all you want...this is my

Amparonoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635094.post-1157678821524712772006-09-07T18:24:00.000-07:002006-09-07T18:27:01.536-07:00

I MUST get my own cell phone plan. John and I have been broken up for almost a year and I STILL have a shared plan with him. Not only does it inconvenience him, but guys always ask me, "Who is John?". It shows up on their called id. Kinda funny, kinda not.

Amparonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635094.post-1157567743392844192006-09-06T11:34:00.000-07:002006-09-06T11:35:43.406-07:00

All I can say is wow.The meditation retreat was life-changing. It moved my soul. It taught me so much- about myself, others, the world. It's indescribable. I sat in silence, did walking meditation, a few guided meditations, and there were dharma talks. Philosophies that I have read really sunk in. There is a lifetime of learning but I am finally beginning to truly KNOW. Experiencing it vs.

Amparonoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635094.post-1157021025314352372006-08-30T23:55:00.000-07:002006-08-31T17:01:51.516-07:00

It's been a strange week. Two people figuratively slammed the door in my face in one day. One came back to me. Although I didn't think that I was really wrong, I didn't argue and I made amends. I went out of my way to give him something he desired- with no judgment, no excuses, no words, only love. It felt good because friendship, love, and joy is what matters and arguing isn't worth it. I

Amparonoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635094.post-1156733816245245612006-08-27T19:23:00.000-07:002006-08-27T19:56:56.263-07:00

One of my greatest teachers is my friend Sandra. I met her while we were counselors at a summer camp. I had a crush on her because she was so independent and creative. She was always working on some dance project and she exuded a quiet strength. I admired her and her energy drew me in. We have become very tight and special friends in the 10 years we've known eachother. We've seen each other

Amparonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635094.post-1156584326325116022006-08-25T23:50:00.000-07:002006-08-26T11:28:59.933-07:00

Whether it's two weeks, two years, or just tonightYou can occupy my every sigh, you can rent the space inside my mindAt least until the price becomes too highI can find a reason that we should quit, I can find a reason to do itI can find excuses for all my shitShe tells me just to work right through itShe's pretty and I like her but she's too well"Cause I need red flags and long nights and she

Amparonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635094.post-1156526828750712602006-08-25T10:24:00.000-07:002006-08-25T10:27:08.776-07:00

Excerpt from "The Summer Day"I don't know exactly what a prayer is.I do know how to pay attention, how to fall downinto the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,which is what I have been doing all day.Tell me, what else should I have done?Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?Tell me, what is it you plan to dowith your one wild

Amparonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635094.post-1156498230890841852006-08-25T02:29:00.000-07:002006-08-25T12:10:43.700-07:00

When it's over, I want to say: all my lifeI was a bride married to amazement.I was a bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.When it's over, I don't want to wonderif I have made of my life something particular, and real.I don't want to find myself sighing and frightenedor full of argument.I don't want to end up simply having visited this world.~Mary Oliver

Amparonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635094.post-1156498559191612882006-08-25T02:10:00.000-07:002009-09-08T23:46:05.095-07:00

You are so busy trying to prove yourself to you and me with your insecurities...trying to be something..And I am so busy trying to prove something to you with my insecurities...and yes, to myself too.Why can't we cut through the bullshit? It's all really quite so silly. Really.Dammit. Oh well.

Amparonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635094.post-1156230398513421112006-08-21T23:58:00.000-07:002006-08-25T10:54:57.936-07:00

It's been a year. A year give or take a few months...of being in LA on my own. Discovering and growing. So full of surprises and all I can say is that I am smiling and looking forward to so much. Moving forward with my plans.New headshots.Auditions.Art corner in the kitchen.Starting new work.

Amparonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635094.post-1154732740414993752006-08-04T16:01:00.000-07:002006-08-04T16:05:40.443-07:00

"Why don't you try dating someone who isn't an artist or musician for once? Someone who doesn't work in the arts at all. They can enjoy art...a lot...just not be employed in that field. They can have any other job in the world just not in the arts. Why don't you try that once? How about a few times? See the difference. And they should be over age 35...(sigh) alright at least 30 years old.

Amparonoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635094.post-1153876428021530412006-07-25T18:08:00.000-07:002006-07-25T18:13:48.033-07:00

With a name like mine because it means protection, shelter, or refuge. I used to think, "What a boring meaning." Then I started thinking, "My name is a good luck charm!" Well I got a little too cocky running around in my little universe and I got into trouble. I wasn't careful. I've been sick to my stomach, crying, and dreading these past few days. The worst of it is over and actually, it

Amparonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635094.post-1153553474641188182006-07-21T23:52:00.000-07:002006-07-22T00:33:12.070-07:00

This is my favorite photo of myself that Adam took. Laughing is so good for the soul. My favorite is when tears well up because I am laughing so hard.I haven't done everything I wanted to this week, but I am slowly gearing up to where I want to be. Hey, I'm a recovering slacker. I fall off the wagon a lot and all I can do is get back on. So here is what I've been up to this week:I exercised

Amparonoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635094.post-1152494703688576652006-07-10T06:00:00.000-07:002006-07-21T23:59:25.513-07:00

I went to a desert party this weekend that was a total blast. My talented friend Adam took some photos. I am wearing the silver halter top and later a green tank top. Take a look.Here are other photos from 10 years of peeps hanging out.Take a look around the rest of his site. Lots of interesting faces.

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I always stood alone But I came to face my life And I struggled deep down inside But I survived (x2)I'm not waitingWaiting for the burning flame Ill strike my own light And play my own game I'm not waitingFor anybody's burning flame~lyrics by Krystal from the song Burning Flame

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