(Ankh! Ankh! Oooooh, it's an ankh!)
Coincidence strikes, or else They're funning me again.
I put the final touches on a statue of Bast in a pose derived from some dancers' poses I researched, adjust Her position and get ready to fire the piece . . .
. . . and iTunes comes up with something that I always have to dance to.
Theeeeyyyyyyyy say that the women are worse than the men . . .
Coincidence strikes, or else They're funning me again.
I put the final touches on a statue of Bast in a pose derived from some dancers' poses I researched, adjust Her position and get ready to fire the piece . . .
. . . and iTunes comes up with something that I always have to dance to.
Theeeeyyyyyyyy say that the women are worse than the men . . .
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My friend
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Whitney pant pant pant. "Statue."
Lavoisier says "Mushroom."
I say "Bangle bangle bangle bangle bangle bangle sistrum sistrum."
I say "Ankh! Ankh! Ooooh, it's an ankh!"
Lavoisier dies.
I say "Guess what I spent the evening sculpting? ;)"
Lavoisier gets an image of little Basts doing the kneebend thing.
Whitney looks at her statue, dies laughing.
I probably won't post pictures tonight; I don't know if I'll photograph Her raw or wait until I've painted her.
Also, whaaaa, so out of breath. Badly out of shape, and ecstatic dance doesn't, y'know, wait for one to have good wind.
I have two Steeleye Span albums -- Tonight's the Night (a live album) and Time. Time is the one I got the piece off of that always gets me going. I used to listen to that CD while going to work, and I'd be standing on the bus stop doing little jigs.
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Cool on the statue!
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Embrace the power of "and". *)