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by DudaSuburbs in Arizona
Friday, September 22, 2006
Rise and shine
by DudaDawn is one of my favorite times of the day. Me and my coffee cup like sitting outside and experience the quietness of the beginning of a new day.
Monday, September 18, 2006
My lovelies
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by DudaThese are cards I made with Stampin'Up products. I collect the ones I make at Martha's house.
Sunday, September 17, 2006
To be free
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by DudaA thought becomes action. Neurons fire and, if not interrupted, muscles move and rain is created. I call that fun.
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Saturday, September 16, 2006
Who's holding you?
Safety, security, unconditional love. They are not guaranteed at every stage of our lives. But I can testify to the gloriousness of the their discovery. Friday, September 15, 2006
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
Monday, September 11, 2006
Sunday, September 10, 2006
Why?
Peer pressure is so powerful when not countered by a loving bond with one's family. I'm for the loving, creative, life empowering bond with my girls.
Saturday, September 09, 2006
A recta - The straight road
by a someoneThis road leads to the airport in Beira, Mozambique. We traveled it one last time on December 23rd, 1975. When I go back, I will notice the most minute details. I want to smell it, touch it, so that I never feel apart from it.
Friday, September 08, 2006
Thursday, September 07, 2006
Breathe
by jasThe most beautiful playgrounds contain rocks, trees, shade, and water. And the sounds that belong there, are the only ones there.
The passage way
by DudaLife presents passage ways here and there. Some lead from hell into the belief that safety is a given. The fortress doors are open, but they never lose their protective strength.
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
Monday, September 04, 2006
Sunday, September 03, 2006
Mr. Chameleon
by The SnidersFrom Mozambique. In Beira, us kids would often stand and watch the chameleons slowly wonder from branch to leaf, and notice them change colors. The quick tongue was interesting too.
Saturday, September 02, 2006
Shadows
by Duda"Outside" was always a safer place to be. The lemon tree was my friend. The permanence of trees has always been so reassuring. Their arms extend and hold you if you choose to climb to them. Like shadows, they represent a more significant entity.
Friday, September 01, 2006
Fluidity
by DudaI read somewhere some like this "Blessed are those who are flexible because they never have to be bent out of shape." I used to photograph fire hydrants because the implied stopped fluidity. Now I love watching fountains, garden hoses, garden fixtures like the one above. It's fluidity.
In search of Peter Pan
by Emmy Taylor"When you wish upon a star, makes no difference who you are. When you wish upon a star your dreams come true." Kate Bush
Monday, August 28, 2006
Friday, August 25, 2006
Wednesday, August 16, 2006
Frustration
The inability to accomplish, set goal in set time, usually yesterday. Is there ever enough time?
Monday, August 14, 2006
Sunday, August 13, 2006
Major Tom
Space Oddity
Ground control to major tom
Ground control to major tom
Take your protein pills and put your helmet on
Ground control to major tom
Commencing countdown, engines on
Check ignition and may gods love be with you
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five,
Four, three, two, one, liftoff
This is ground control to major tom
Youve really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now its time to leave the capsule if you dare
This is major tom to ground control
Im stepping through the door
And Im floating in a most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today
Saturday, August 12, 2006
She brings me home
In a round about way... She goes where I don't dare go, just yet. Kelli visits Beira. I feel more connected.
Thursday, August 10, 2006
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
Tuesday, August 08, 2006
Are you fragile?
There is fragility in the details of this creation. This would be the opposite of what a palm tree representsMonday, August 07, 2006
A pasta - The bag
by DudaI love them. Bags, organizers, purses. The bigger the better. My father was a fan of office type stuff, but it was all in forbidden land as far as I was concerned. I loved looking at his treasures. I have some of them now.
My bags are usually brown, big enough to carry a notebook and a book, maybe a magazine, my camera, crayons, one or two stuffed animals, pens, pencils, and last but just as important, some crushed cookies that my young one could not bear to throw away. Bags are carriers of knowledge - don't ask me to explain this.
Sunday, August 06, 2006
Saturday, August 05, 2006
The staircase that my feet never touched
by another someoneLiceu Pero de Anaia, Beira, Mozambique
While in 6th grade, I eagerly awaited my turn at the "liceu". I never made it there, we left Mozambique instead. I have been able to see what my feet never touched through pictures others have taken.
Friday, August 04, 2006
Thursday, August 03, 2006
Wednesday, August 02, 2006
Noticias da Beira
by a newspaper photographer
Beira, Mozambique in the early 1970s
That's my Dad. I am now reading a book written by a reporter that worked for this newspaper during the same time period as my father. I find myself working on a puzzle, where I can see what was going on in Beira in this decade, from my father's perspective. He never did share much of what went on, including the dire situation we about to find ourselves in. I have seen pictures of his workplace and I can imagine the conversations that took place there. I remember listening to political discussions he had with his peers even if I could not see what he saw. I envied his access to the world beyong Matacuane, and I have been on a mission to piece together my history in Mozambique.
That's my Dad. I am now reading a book written by a reporter that worked for this newspaper during the same time period as my father. I find myself working on a puzzle, where I can see what was going on in Beira in this decade, from my father's perspective. He never did share much of what went on, including the dire situation we about to find ourselves in. I have seen pictures of his workplace and I can imagine the conversations that took place there. I remember listening to political discussions he had with his peers even if I could not see what he saw. I envied his access to the world beyong Matacuane, and I have been on a mission to piece together my history in Mozambique.
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