I’d forgotten this little nugget until recently, when I remembered it again. Forgotten. Remembered. Forgotten. Remembered. Here’s to being confused when you’re confused, and not confused, when you’re not confused. Can life really be this simple? ************* Tip for confusion clearing Notice you’re feeling confused. Don’t judge how you’re feeling, just let it be. Make […]
The Real 'Not Usually Spoken About' Deal on Forgiveness
Here’s how people usually teach forgiveness: They start by telling you to go get a piece of paper or an entire legal pad, depending on how pissed-off at everyone you are. Then they say, sit down and write why everyone you’re mad at was such an asshole how this makes you feel, why you now […]
You Should Like Totally Meet My Friend Bob and His Mental Health
Whenever I see this poem it reminds me of a funny friend of mine who one day when I was trying to sell my house and had this painting lying around advised me to get rid of my man hating poem. Which is the kind of thing that can happen when you only read the […]
On Being the Queen (or King) of Your World
There’s nothing like coming to a different country or doing some challenging thing like being by yourself for a long time without all your regular friends and dogs (Yes I still miss you) to dredge up some of the less pretty things you think about yourself, the things that can sometimes get obscured by your […]
Sneaky Lisa Writes a Sneaky Poem About Poetry
Well, maybe not too many I mean, what harm are they doing. But no doubt there are a lot. And now there is one more.
I Love Me I Love Me I Love Me
This is one of my favourite inspirational cards (from my deck of Life Cards). Which is why I painted it up all big and with more colours and some extra words. All the I love you bits at the end are because sometimes I need a little extra love to remind me ‘ah hello, could […]
How to Learn to Draw Good
Meet Ed my very patient teacher.
A Monkey and Me, Santa Monica, California
Some people protest with placards … me, I go home and write a sternly worded poem. This post is dedicated to monkeys being made to look like monkey’s on 3rd Street Promenade, Santa Monica, California.
SPSS Eat My Gay American Shorts …
PS: SPSS is a stats program. Which I only know about since once upon a time I did stuff like that.
Next time you want to provocatate a Feminist, instead of saying 'Feminism,' try adding another few syllables so it sounds more like 'Feminiminism'…
As you know, I’ve been traveling – which can make it difficult to paint large colorful poems. Which is why I’ve been having fun posting poems currently residing in the back of my car at home. That was until today and one long dirty busy bus ride to the art supply shop on Santa Monica […]