Theme @ MindSay

Done! For October, a skeleton theme. I've got my palette above; a line drawing with a couple of choice colors. Flannel-plaid for the cool weather as a background and voila! Complete.

I came to really enjoy what I now think of my headboard theme. Don't the swirly shapes remind you of something you would see as a headboard in some kinky persons' or patron-of-the-arts' bedroom?

Alright, off to bed. Happy October!

After 13 months of keeping my blog's layout boring, empty and blank, I finally decided to get a little creative by changing my blog's layout.



Something seems to be missing though, on the header pic. What could it be?  It still seems empty and boring.

Thanks for the firstie rageandlove!!!

For a bit of fun and games, I picked a theme that actually speaks to me.  I enjoy astronomy, and I also enjoy art. Now the fun part is the artist may recognize the work of hers that will be my profile picture (rules violation or not), and realize who this is.  It's highly doubtful, so I'll enjoy the long shot that I expect fully to miss...She is not the type that browses online much. 

I had just come back to work from lunch.  I'm not really focused on the actual events of that moment.  My mind was going back into work mode, I was beginning to recall what I had been doing before leaving.  The receptionists voice breaks my concentration as I'm walking past her desk.  "Darien you have a package back here for you." She says through a giddy smile. Her voice reveals her excitement over the surprise gift in store for me. 

She quickly opens a large secure drawer in a filing cabinet.  She reaches her hand into the cabinet, and withdrawing it with deliberate care.  The gift bag clears the drawer, and she bounces gleefully to a stand.  Her hair fans around her face from the force. My mind races wondering what could be in store for me, as she holds out the bag for me to take.

Cream and pale lime green stripes run vertically, two golden yarns clasped in the receptionists fingers.  I take the bag and for the slightest moment think I'll get to take this back to my desk to find out what I got.  The receptionists gaze playfully threatens that I am mistaken.

Setting the bag gently onto the desk, I reach in to remove the decorative tissue paper to reveal a green edge.  My fingers with hesitantly clasp it, I might muss the pain on the canvas.  The paint is dry!  My mind is racing wondering what the painting is of....I ease the painting out slowly, letting my eyes take in image in sections.  I quickly identify the subject matter, and am quickly, despite my slow reveal overwhelmed with the feeling of love, and being so well known by another of such grace. 

The receptionists voice barely breaks through my focus on the glorious oil rendering I currently posses. "What is it?"  Her eyebrows are slightly knotted, and her eyes can't seem to take it in.  "It's my favorite nebula."  I reply without thought.  "It's a very accurate painting of it too." 

A few people looking over my shoulder comment on how pretty it is, and who it's from. I smile and say
 it's from a friend and artist I know. 

I am truly and deeply honored to have been given this gift.  I will treasure it always. 

New theme. I like the feel of this one. The last one felt like a K-Mart.

Dreams, how distant they seem,
through history it has been teamed and
linked with philosophy and themes
of life or death, dirty or clean.

In one dear dream,
I checked my forgotten phone,
just to find a few messages flown
and carved with black stone.

I realised immediately I was in a dream.
The messages found in the residence,
read it too late. It was reminiscence,
the messages was from One who is like Providence.