Marie Monroe's Blog (10)

Call for Art I am collecting images done in simple materials--crayon, marker, pencil, collage—by women with substance histories—both those who are recovering and those who are continuing to struggle. This is a series of 8 images done to simple instruction to be used in a teaching format to train professionals working with addicts (including those who are alcoholic). Images can be completed in as little as 15-20 minutes or up to 1 hour to insure spontaneity and focus upon the theme rather than… Continue

--none of these images depict actual injuries, but are artistic renderings displayed as symbolic depictions of the effects of Domestic Violence and Sexual Assault Male Privilege Child Victims of Domestic Violence Equality Begin… Continue

out of the summery psyche, that kudzu of mind, the whole night rips her shirt and left, he lingering, would run toward water. after a pause in the slice of them he waited and a sound like night, but earlier, came through. once there was a wilson or caplet or connor and a free-for-all at the drunken county fair or last, the morning turned heel and run down on Sunday not a soul worthy of saving in the mix or fun, the last shadow of something, slow on the corner and gone. Continue

this is so easy on the eyes! cool, clean. i love it! Continue

it's been a long ride today. i see the badlands but no matter how long i ride they don't move. i'm taking a nap and will see you, my friends, tomorrow. Continue

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i was wondering about this weather, how the snow is drifting in while Charlies's sweaty across the big pond (no the other one_and remembering the lure of penpals when i was 10, landlocked and dreaming about alaska and australia. i stopped at the a's until the beatles made liverpool famous then i went...in my mind...to live near there. i guess, tho, i preferred london. it seemed you could get better clothes. and then somehow i wanted to be in belfast altho it was not safe then and i suppose i was… Continue

Just some thoughts on a can do attitude... My friend, Atta Boy, can do anything. He can conserve water in a couple of extra steps to the laundry room to pump up hot water for a shower. He can change every light bulb until you forget that light bulbs must be changed every year or so. He can climb up on the roof and track a pesky leak. He can go to the grocery store and find anything on sale and more organic.....which brings me to this: is it not strange that we have to pay more (me, not At… Continue

I am pleased and proud to have found this cozy cafe or is it a porch? Thanks to my friends for leading me here. It's nice to get out of all that traffick whizzing by, nipping at my hem. I was getting a little sea sick, but steady I go with a cherry popscicle and a veracious appetite for things cyber and artful. Here is a ditty I shall dedicate to our porch cafe: on the rise it was then something happened one plus one is often geometric that's math, an intuitive math salutations to the sun,… Continue