Desolation & Happenings

Alas, this is what I woke up to this morning. Do not be confused it isn't all fog, most of it is frost.


Desolation. How dare you take her from me, she was so precious and beautiful. Now wilted she stands on her last limb, exposed. Stripped of all her splendor she is left cold and tired, vulnerable. She can weather the storm much longer, oh Desolation give her back! So quiet now fore not even the bravest Blue Jay would dare stare into your face, the face of white death. The clock ticks, and time, time, time, your time is near when you will blanket her beauty in your filthy white coat. Your coat of arctic despondency where not one of her magnificent colors can bleed through. You took her from me, as quick as she came, but I know she will be back. She always comes back for me.


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Being so miserably cold outside I see I have more stow-a ways who don't want to stay home alone! I can't say I blame them, Petey and Lola don't seem to talk anything but bird.





And what do I have on my desk. Well I have been VERY VERY VERY behind on art due to me wanting to relish all I can of the sweet sweet Fall. Plus it is wind down time before I start my Christmas goodies. You understand everyone needs a little break. So here is what is on my desk!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (NOT COMPLETE YET)

Not bad for my first shot. Still a way to go, but this little elfy has been great to work with :)

Have a wonderful weekend my loves...

SMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOCHES (stay warm)

Steph

Paranoid Story and a Little Office Cheer, AND a post for Vanessa's Party!

With Halloween chores to do, Adam's birthday (TODAY), and last the weekend of NY Fall, not much art work will get done. So I will try to post pictures and macabre stories to keep you entertained until my return. (p.s. my stories are meant for fun, no one has to run and call a Dr.)

My Mind is the Madness
By: Stephanie Mannuci

Maybe, if I sit still enough my mind will stop racing. Ha, a single thought that grips tight to the very core of my being. The endless barrage of thoughts, the sad, the bad, the ugly, but never the indifferent. Never peace. Never solace in the fact that I can sit back and stare off blankly into the face of contentedness. But why? Shouldn't I, the captain of my own ship be able to steer these thoughts that are so rightfully mine!

What is that, a faint chortle, a small deafening chuckle comes from my innards. These thoughts, more powerful than my will and more tangible than my skin finds it novel that I should have an independent notion. My thoughts are the harvest of hate, the sultan of sadness, and my closest cohort. We push on together; one cannot survive without the other. We are not in a fight over good and evil, not in a war amidst friends, but simply a coexistence that results in an infinite tug-of-war for power but does nothing but stabilize. It's a conflict of mind over matter that has no definite conclusion.

In wait it stirs. When I am so close to satisfaction it finds me or rather it never left. It's a slow beating, dull, lucid reminder that I can never get too far. The feeling is empty but the emotion is there. Unknown, a feeling that has no formal signature, no calling card, and no mercy! Empty as the heart in which is does not have. A feeling as organic as water, air, or earth. The battle forges on or rather stays the same as it races towards infinity. I have not won and it has not won. As careful as a balancing act we go forward holding hands as we dance a desolate tango.

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Ah the wicked mind.

I thought today was going to be normal but it is anything but. I woke up and it was pitch dark out and I heard a howling in the distance. I paid no-nevermind and gathered my thing and came to work. A funny thing, the night before I thought I heard russling and giggling in the livingroom. I chalked it up to branches stratching on the windows, but know I think I know the cause. When I opened up my brief case look who I found!

LuLu you little stowaway! But wait that is not all! Look who else I found

I couldn't beleive my eyes. They were ALIVE. As sure as the sun rose they climb in my briefcase. To visit...... or something else? Upon discovery the whole gang made it. They were in my bag, in my coat pockets and every plave in between. They perfectly alined themselves for the day and that is where they will stay. Unless THEY move.

Smooches My Lovelies!

Steph

My Fun Bank Depleted!

Now that I have recovered from feeling like a shmuck after missing out on the Halloween party I am making a better post. So, if you have been so inclined to have followed my blog you will have concluded that I cling to NYC like a long lost relative. Ever given the chance to hop on over to the greatest city in the world I always jump on the offer. That said this trip was no exception.

First we stopped at TGI Fridays before going to see Legally Blonde on Broadway. After incurring $100 + bill for appetizers and drinks the bar tender was so kind to present us with shots on the house. HA, you know I didn't hesitate for a second. So feeling pretty good, if you know what I mean, we made it there with perfect timing to our perfect seats and commenced watching the play. HOWWWWWWWWWWWW CUTE. Really I think it was adorable. Also very humorous, and may I add that it didn't lack the necessary eye candy! I know I am bad.

But the fun just doesn't seem to end! Like a perfectly oiled machine with wove in and out of the buildings and made it to Little Italy. Of course what would a trip be without getting some of my home land culture? We had a delightful light (and by little I mean HUGE)meal as the plethora of Italian delicacies consumed our table. With our bellies full and our endorphins rushin' we headed to our favorite night spot. Canal Street.

With luck we missed all the covers. Our first stop was Kenny Cast-a-Ways. If the band was half as great as their Halloween decorations they would have been mobbed but… no such luck. We had one drink there and hit our favorite hot spot, Wicked Willy's and I AM SO GLAD WE DID. The bad which was playing was out of this universe! His name is Josh Zuckerman, and he is an original artist but he also plays some great covers! One of the covers being (Rocky Horror Picture Show… How is that CK!) I bought the CD as the band played their last song and a tear ran remorsefully down my cheek. I just didn't want it to end.

The clock tolled midnight and the band cleared out. BUT BUT, more fun in store. The stripper polls went up the music began to thump and the whole scene turned into a dance club. GEEEE WILIKERS! Am I sore today! I will save you the minutiae of my details although I am sure you would all love to know. But I will leave you with this picture and knowing we didn't leave the club until 4am…. And this is why I love NY!

I will regretfully say that I am going to be extremely busy personally this week so I will pre-appologize for the lack of art that might be flowing. Please stay tunned I will be back in action very soon. Halloween costume in progress!!! I hope it works out :)

Smooches My Loves...

Steph

Appologies

I very much appologize for not posting for the party. I feel awful! Something came up and I had to go somewhere in which I didn't have access to a computer..... BOOOOO..... I feel just terrible! I hope to have a post for monday!..

Smooches.
Steph