A COSMIC CONNECTION

A few days ago, I picked up a paintbrush and for the first time attempted to create some real art with it. Well, I can’t say it was the absolute first time. When I was 15 I once tried to paint a fairy on a small 8×10 canvas. It didn’t look that good and I didn’t enjoy the process very much so I never painted again.

Well, 10 years was a good break because now I can say I absolutely LOVE painting. At least, I really loved painting this particular piece I’m presenting now.

Me and Michael. Michael and Me. A divine connection that feels so deeply rooted in the core of my soul. A connection through a man who inspires me in all that I do, who makes me want to be a better person, who teaches me to love others and reminds me that we are all one. A connection that shed some light on the dark side of me and brought more compassion in my life. A connection that has filled me up with more love and joy than I ever knew existed. My whole being rejoices for such a beautiful gift yet is pained for not being able to reach out and give this love back to him in any real way. I only wish that I could hug him. Embrace him, with all the gratitude that overflows my heart. But for now, I can only paint it.

It may not be the world’s greatest painting, but it means the world to me. Michael’s connection with me, with EVERY fan, with the world…has been fused into each brush stroke.

One half symbolizes how compassionate Michael was for the planet, and how I myself have always felt particularly connected with nature. It is also meant to display how he brought together many people from all over the world, myself included. The other half symbolizes the magical, divine and spiritual side of Michael that always came through his work. It also symbolizes the ‘other side’ where he is at now, but that we are all still connected and he never really left us. The merging of these two halves is like a merging of both worlds. The Egyptian pieces were incorporated not only because Michael had an affinity for Egyptian things but because I have always felt connected with Egypt as well. There is a kind of spiritual ancient wisdom there.

What more can I say?
Michael, dear Michael…with all that I am, thank you.

All my love,
Amy Grace

HAVE A LITTLE TASTE

Of Candy Apple Studios!

Candy Apple Studios

Another year has gone by so I decided to give my design site a delicious new look. What do ya think? Head on over and check it out!
www.candyapplestudios.com

THE UNWANTED SONG

I wrote a new song night before last, wanted share it here. It’s still a pretty rough scratch track, but, I’m diggin’ it. This was one of those songs that just kinda plopped in my lap and I didn’t really have to TRY to write it. Actually what happened was I was just foolin’ around on the guitar, and my ex called…so that kinda put him in my head. I had some lyrics come to mind, but I didn’t really care to write a whole song about stuff I’ve put behind me. But, the tune and lyrics just kept coming out so I figured…what the hell, go with it. And so, the “Unwanted Song” was born. Hope you guys enjoy it. :)

P.S. – don’t mind my cat…couldn’t keep him away from those squirrels outside the window!


LYRICS:
There’s really no reason
I should be singing
About you
But my fingers keep strumming
And words, they keep coming
On through

And so I’m gonna let these verses fly
And maybe then, I can keep you out of my mind
‘Cause there’s nothing that I
Really want from you
But to take these memories out of my view

‘Cause maybe, if you gave me
Some kind of goodbye
I wouldn’t be contemplating
The reasons why
You walked out
On all that we were
So all that’s left now
Is this song that you don’t deserve

There’s no justifying
The way you’re denying
The truth
And I just can’t get around it
The way you rebounded
So soon

You know I don’t really care to talk about it now
But I just want you to know
You really let me down
You really let me down…

But maybe, if you gave me
Some kind of goodbye
I wouldn’t be contemplating
The reasons why
You walked out
On all that we were
So all that’s left now
Is this song that you don’t deserve

No you don’t deserve any piece of me
But that’s just the reason
That I have a song to sing

‘Cause baby, if you gave me
Some kind of goodbye
I wouldn’t be contemplating
The reasons why
You walked out
On all that we were
So all that’s left now
Is this song that you don’t deserve

No no you don’t deserve it
‘Cause baby you deserted me
No baby, you ain’t worth it
So please just take these memories

~ © 2010 Amy Grace – All Rights Reserved


Hopefully I’ll be sharing more of my songs soon and in better format with better recording. I have many others to share but, I’d like at least SOME of them to be nice before I do that!

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MEET ELORA

My new (used) car!

I bought her yesterday. Such an investment called for a celebratory post because this is my first car that’s actually nice. Pre-Elora was the first car I ever bought, which was a ’92 Chevy S-10 Blazer…maroon in color. Not at ALL my style. But it was what I could afford at the time.

So, needless to say I’m super stoked to introduce my sexy red 2003 Dodge Neon. I heart her so, and I’m so proud of myself to have bought her all by myself! Paid full in cash, all made by my own design work.

So I must give a big shout out thanks to all my super awesome clients for hiring me and helping to get me and my daughter a new dependable (and good lookin’) car. YAY!

Here’s to the open road…

I SAW YOU, MICHAEL


I saw you for who you really were inside.
I saw your love.
I saw your light.
I saw, how through the worst of storms – that light still shined.
I saw, through the ugliest of labels – your heart of gold.
I saw your message.
I understood your message.
I understood you.
I saw your beauty.
I saw your compassion.
I saw through the lies.
I saw your innocence.
I saw your pain.
I saw your strength.
I saw what so many missed.
I saw the truth.


I hope that wherever you are now, you know that there were and are people who really saw you.

MY INNER TIGRESS

I had so much fun with my last photo manipulation, I couldn’t help but make another.
I’ll call her my Avatar’s alter-ego; the part of me that lies deep inside. The part that is fierce and has no fear. I’d like to be like her more often.

Rarr.

“I SEE YOU”

I went to see Avatar today with my Dad. It was my first time seeing the movie…and I was AMAZED. Amazed by the incredibly detailed CGI work, the breathtaking views of the planet Pandora, the beauty of the Na’vi species, and the creativity behind the creatures and the plants. I was DRAWN IN by the love story, not just between woman and man but between Na’vis and nature. Between Na’vis and all creatures. The spiritual and compassionate aspect, of being so connected with all around you and truly seeing the worth of all life and respecting that, was something to be inspired by. Avatar is THE BEST movie I have ever seen.

Of course I’m a sucker for fantasy movies. Anything that takes me into another world and feels magical. But Avatar was the first to really capture my attention like it did…to really pull me into their world to the point that I almost forgot that I was on Earth. I didn’t want that movie to end. It was a rather sad experience leaving the theater…lol. What I would give to live in their reality!

I went to the grocery store hours after watching it…and it was an interesting experience.  I was standing in the checkout line just watching people. It was one of those moments when you feel completely disconnected from the human condition or ‘bubble’ that we all live in. I was just realizing the way we live… with all these buildings and streets everywhere…so disconnected with nature and with ourselves even. Looking at all the fluorescent lights,  machines, and hundreds of people just going through life like zombies…focusing on materialistic crap, and all these other things that just don’t matter and are really just distractions for what really does….I just stopped and thought wow, what a mess. What is my part in this mess? I feel so out of place. Lol. I mean, I’ve been guilty myself of getting caught up in the mess…but how can you not? It’s almost impossible for it all to not just kick you off your ass. So many ARE off their ass and don’t even know what they’re doing anymore. Everything has become routine and they find themselves caught up in labels, how they look to others, how they can fit in, their social status, their money status, the latest gossip, blah blah blah…like zombies. Conditioned by the world around them… asleep, forgetting who they really are. I often have moments of clarity though, where I can feel my  true self…and I feel like an outsider in this world. Watching the ways of society, observing human nature, seeing all the injustice and disconnection – I often feel alien.

So I guess that’s a big part of why I love Avatar so much…as Jake said in the movie “Everything is backwards now, like out there is the true world, and in here is the dream.” Watching Avatar feels like a return to home, in a sense. For 2 1/2 hours I feel like I’m in another place…where there’s so much compassion, beauty, love, understanding, magic… a place that resonates with my soul. The way our planet should be.

Oh to dream…

BLAME IT ON THE BOOGIE

After sufficiently squealing while jumping up and down like a little girl, I present to you now the beginnings of a very awesome collection…

A Michael Jackson record player, circa 1984! How cool is this?! Hella, that’s how. And I am hella in LOVE with this thing. I was so stoked to find it while randomly browsing plain ole record players. I have always been gaga over vinyl records. I don’t know why really…but I just love them to death. They are classic vintage awesomeness. Yet, I’ve never really owned any. I guess that while I loved them, there wasn’t anyone who really had vinyl records out that I wanted to collect. But then in steps Michael…who frikkin’ showed me that there was actually a person in this world capable of producing heaven on every album…in every song. So you take that with my love of records and voila – you get this spiffy lookin’ playa. *SQUEAL* And for it to be made in 1984 makes it extra special, since it was the year I was born. (and wasn’t Michael DAMN FINE that year?!) It even has that vintage smell. ^_^ Ohh I’m happy it found it’s way into my arms. <3 Now I just gotta get to gettin’ some records for it!

Oh, and aside from my player, that awesome shirt you see there is also new, styled after the shirt that Michael wore in ‘Beat It’ (for all you non-fans :P ) It’s lovely. I heart it.

Michael Jackson FTMFW!

I DON’T CARE WHAT THE CRITICS SAY…

2012 is a good movie. And you know what makes it good? Not the acting or the effects or the action…as most critics have deemed cheesy and over the top. No. What makes this movie good was the idea of a nation coming together through chaos. A nation, where suddenly all the petty things you used to talk about or do…all the grudges you held, all the useless things you used to treasure or the superficial things you used to worry about…suddenly disappear, because ultimately in the end – that stuff doesn’t matter. What matters is life…and love…. In the end we’re all the same and in the end that’s all we have and all we need; each other.

SHIT JUST GOT REAL

Welcome to my new blog! I finally took the time to download WordPress and figure the sexy beast out. It only took oh…..6 hours. Piece of cake.
Anyway, I’ve transferred over all my blog posts from dear Blogger so ay’thang is still here…in case anyone is feeling sentimental. If not, well whatever…just bookmark this shiz ’cause there shall be more awesomeness to come.
Peace out~