My "Own" Art

Feb 08, 2005 12:57

oh..oh..i have my photos back. things are looking up!

well our meeting went well yesterday. very productive and we got a lot of ideas in and lots of feedback as to how we're gonna' go about with our business. still deciding on the label (which can come after..not a problem). among other things, i'm just happy we got off to a great start and "project barracuda" (warning: do not visualize the title it was merely a product of my imagination at the time..when i was intensely making our business plan and apparently had no idea that i'd be ridiculed by my partners later on, hehe)is running operations starting now!! And yes, i failed to mention in my last blog that vinci, my ever dearest cousin is part of the crazy artisté band of individuals in this business venture..sorry PUNO!! forgot that our label should be: 4 Girls & THE GUY!! (get!! get!!) *wink wink*

not much to talk about now cos' i think i exhausted myself with my last journal entry. did i mention that i read this month's issue of the phil. tatlier and i'm so proud of my cousins..heads up to TATSY for her glamourous photo spread and to DONNIE & CRIX as one of the voted couples of this valentine's issue.

and..hmmm..so maybe it's better to put a few of my compositions (author's pen name "tink1179"), which i'm real proud of as a budding artist now, right?! soon i will be making music..HA-HA!!

ALL by tink1179 a.k.a "elley vargas"
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my first inpired..

ROXYFYIN'
mood when making it: rockin' bitch
date: march 24, 2004 wednesday

Streamline breeze from the East
is caressing my sun-kissed face.
The golden ball is rising, time to hit the waves.
Splash, play-play-play, bubbly toes meet
sandy runes of the familiar paradise.
Clear blue hues running thru and thru,
never-ending, serene, and unexplicable.

Hey lady, bit by the bug!
Stoked to extreme circumstances.
Twirling my long bleached tresses,
letting it down on coconut palm.
Straw hat on one side and my closest
friend on the other.
Roll out Bob Marley
and sleep through the hour glass.

Odd looking ships bobbing up and down,
waiting for their next trip of natural high.
Friends and foes alike, no inhibitions,
for pure reason that riding the vast
ocean is purely ecstatic.
Adrenaline rush slowly to a stop.
Roxy babes chillin' to the beat of the
rasta gong.
Leave your salt-water smelling bikinis on.
Party like there's no tomorrow.

That's "la playa" life, roxyfyin' eternally..

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ode to someone (regretfully HE was an ass!!)

UNICORN
mood when making it: crushed (could it be any more obvious)
date: september 07, 2004 tuesday

Oh magical creature you entered my world.
The clock has stopped and my heart is at a standstill.
The sight of you is blissful sorrow,
And my longing truly endless...

Handsome stead please meet my gaze.
Why have you come? Why now?
My questions unanswered...
Run away with haste till' we meet again.

* How I love you but you know not,
and I wait patiently with the nearness of you.
A sad fate placed upon me,
because you heal and wound my heart everytime.

You are my UNICORN, my only one...

In my intricate of dreams
I call you in the deep forest.
You slowly reach the wide vast river
where every thought is heard, where I ponder.

I will never try to catch you,
even with my deepest desires.
My mind is only filled with your mystical confusion
and the silent presence that you give me is the answer I've expected.

Repeat * twice

You are my UNICORN, my, my only one.

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my best yet...

WANDERLUST
mood when making it: content
date: january 17, 2005 monday

The journey's just begun.
Like a child being born, I am flying high.
Take my hand and I'll take you there.
A carnival's in town, let's rollercoaster ride.

London's Big Ben to Sydney Harbour.
Paris' Eiffel Tower brightly lit not far from the Berlin Wall.
Spain's famous Flamenco infused with the flame,
Of incense oils from China's temple, so tall.

*Crossing borders, mailing postcards.
That's what I'm loving.
Seeing the sights, chums with passersby.
You call this the wanderlust, the wanderlust.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Africa's wild calls out, chanting in the evening sky.
Top of the world at the Empire State Building, wave to me mañana.
Photos taken by Tokyo's busy streets, golden tan from the surfs of Hawaii. Latin rhythm running through my veins, thanks a lot Havana.

Hot or cold, weather unpredictable.
I've got my sunglasses and umbrella ready.
Every melody, every color, shades of light,
Soaking the essence of my travels, my love, my remedy.

Repeat *

B: Got my bags packed, ticket in my hand
My heart's ready to jump.
I tell you I'm a mess, too excited to think.
You'd fully understand.

Repeat * twice

You call this the wanderlust,
The wanderlust.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

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THE E*N*D
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