About Me
- Holly Stephenson Ceragioli
- Once upon a time, there lived a little girl. More than anything in the whole wide world, this little girl wanted to be loved. She searched many, many foreign places for love. She kissed many toads for love. She loved and she loved and she loved. The more she loved, the harder it became. Her tiny little heart was fading. Layers and layers of molten skin were binding her. Finally, the little girl exploded. She began lashing out at everything and everyone in sight. Bolts of lightning were striking all she touched and did not touch. She began to spin out of control. As she spun, rings and rings were spinning off of her painting the earth. Many colors began flying throughout the air. Suddenly, she was naked. She looked into the water and there, she found her love. Now, to find the prince…
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Friday, April 23, 2010
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Series2.Glassballs
I talked with my mom this morning as I usually do every Saturday morning. I told her the "helicopters" were falling as we spoke. She said, "back when I was young, we always called them angel wings".
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Cracks In The Wall
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Dan

Dan does not acknowledge my existence in this world because we kept our communications in "the realm of the word". To try, albeit I have, to bring it in this world does not happen. So, for me, the only thing I can do, is to share what we shared in "the other world" in this world. Yet, I see so clearly everything we shared in this world...unacknowledged. And yes, all worlds are all so beautiful!
Friday, April 9, 2010
Cool Schools
Cool Schools: Nashville School Of The Arts 
(4/9/10) - Reporter Aaron Solomon finds out whats cool about the Nashville School of the Arts.
Fri, 9 Apr 2010 00:29:30 CDT
(4/9/10) - Reporter Aaron Solomon finds out whats cool about the Nashville School of the Arts.
Fri, 9 Apr 2010 00:29:30 CDT
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Muse
From: dan
date: 1/22/06
"My muse (metaphor...I don't think of creativity as being like a person.) has been relentless at least since my early teens, and active at least since I was three. (my first memory of art) so no, it has nothing to do with you, or anyone else. I get mnore done now, because I work more with efficiently, but in my 20s, when my first love was living with me, I actually worked more. I drew and painted every day, and sometimes all night.
I was once asked in a question/answer session with college students "where my creativity came from"...I told them that I had heard of two theories; one was that it was a divine gift, the other that it was the result of a sexual disfunction. You can choose." (the professor conducting the interview was not pleased.)
For me tho, disfunctional means something that doesn't work, and that is hardly the case, unless you think the only function to sex is procreation. That's only one of the things it does, albiet the most important one in terms of perpetuating humans. And perhaps even that is a simplification...we survive in part because we are social animals, like bees....who knows how important a role the power of sexual desire has played in the development of our society, and through that the development of our minds and bodies. There'a line in a song in The Stone Man (first opera) that goes "Nature has a way of being more than a plan or a rule."
We tend to think we know everything...but even a cursory glance at the size of our brains should make it clear that the universe will not fit inside."
date: 1/22/06
"My muse (metaphor...I don't think of creativity as being like a person.) has been relentless at least since my early teens, and active at least since I was three. (my first memory of art) so no, it has nothing to do with you, or anyone else. I get mnore done now, because I work more with efficiently, but in my 20s, when my first love was living with me, I actually worked more. I drew and painted every day, and sometimes all night.
I was once asked in a question/answer session with college students "where my creativity came from"...I told them that I had heard of two theories; one was that it was a divine gift, the other that it was the result of a sexual disfunction. You can choose." (the professor conducting the interview was not pleased.)
For me tho, disfunctional means something that doesn't work, and that is hardly the case, unless you think the only function to sex is procreation. That's only one of the things it does, albiet the most important one in terms of perpetuating humans. And perhaps even that is a simplification...we survive in part because we are social animals, like bees....who knows how important a role the power of sexual desire has played in the development of our society, and through that the development of our minds and bodies. There'a line in a song in The Stone Man (first opera) that goes "Nature has a way of being more than a plan or a rule."
We tend to think we know everything...but even a cursory glance at the size of our brains should make it clear that the universe will not fit inside."
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Friday, April 2, 2010
Destiny
I read somewhere that it is easier to change your destiny than to change your character. Makes sense. I am watching "The Temptation of Christ" on Ovation right now. Something that would never have viewed on t.v. when I was young. I think about how I wish I could just "love". The majority of the time I do, then I seek reality. Harsh judgements which should not exist. Yea, I get pissed like everyone else. It is easy to love. Yet, it is hard to accept the injustices of this world. I speak my mind. Most of the time it creates diversity. But...what is life without diversity?
Thursday, April 1, 2010
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