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, August 22, 2010
GlassBalls
When I began painting my series on "GlassBalls", I wasn't sure why. Then I watched a program on "How The Universe Was Created" a a couple of weeks ago. It described the universe as being parallel. 2 separate universes existing at the same time with 12 different dimensions. In order to get through to the other universe, you have to become like a bubble, with all your atoms, molecules, particles enclosed. Suddenly, it dawned on me....my glassballs. I am encased in a bubble traveling through space. Crazy, yeah? I know. Yet the imagination can travel to many places.
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Translation: "You can not determine the length of life, but you can control its width .................................... .............. "
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