last night during my meditation, i closed my eyes under the moonlight and tried to feel the waves of the ocean. which way were we spinning? i took a guess, swayed slightly by the wave i found. i felt something. this i know. but when i did the math, i was all wrong…i think. all i know is the shores have been calling me. maybe i will go in the morning. or maybe midday at lunch. the oceans are calling me. i must go. 

Dorothy Ashby

Dorothy Ashby

Hero of the day.

Character Development

Ahh…this throwback post: http://homeoftheurbanchameleon.blogspot.com/2009/07/fabulousity-food-stamps.html


Looks like it’s spawning a new project…

The End of eating Everything

Wangechi Mutu and Santigold have partnered up to tease my spirit…

I love it. The snow. It’s so pretty.


by Robert Frost

Whose woods these are I think I know

His house is in the village though;

He will not see me stopping here

To watch his woods fill up with snow


My little horse must think it queer

To stop without a farmhouse near

Between the woods and frozen lake

The darkest evening of the year.


He gives his harness bells a shake

To ask if there is some mistake.

The only other sound’s the sweep

Of easy wind and downy flake.


The woods are lovely, dark and deep

But I have promises to keep.

And miles to go before I sleep,

And miles to go before I sleep.


Fosse Fosse Fosse

Bob Fosse. He’s pretty much the standard in American Jazz Dance performance. I could watch his choreography for days! For decades, he’s influenced the jazz dance/musical genre, particularly in music video. Join me in a little jazzy fun…

Paula Abdul – Coldhearted Snake. 1980s.
Love. Love Love. 

Janet Jackson – If. 1990s.
I forgot how amazing this video is. Concept. Choreography. Cool.

Beyonce – Ego. 2000s.
I once knew this entire dance.

As you were.


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