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Love Meister

Thu, 02 Oct 2008 15:28:56 GMT

Love Meister !

Be it

Do it

Share it

Be the Meister of your own destination!

Love your self, and treat others with generous respect.

Honor the truth of your heart.

Bring about the dreams that drift like dormant seeds swaying softly within your soul.

Harvest your thoughts into reality.

Author's notation: I could keep this rapport up for miles & miles of web space.
Yes, I can.....believe.....me...
Goods just spew outta me.....really.....nokiddingtheydo!

Mood: energetic

See ya!

&

Enjoy today!

Thanks for your time and energy

-jj

A.K.A. Love Meister! ........Oh, yeah!!!

Art bike..................Picasso on wheels.................SSS gathering.

Tue, 30 Sep 2008 14:54:22 GMT

I love this scene!

Shouldn't everyone cycle with art work between their handle bars?

Just remember, anybody can be exact............

but................an.................artist............... CREATES!

Thanks for taking the time to peek at the JEN ZONE today.

Also....

....It's time to fetch those wool blankets from your linen closet...

....as....

.....fall is cascading from the mountain tops and down to the valley floor.....

...with...

.....cool brisk autumnal breezes quaking parched summer foliage........ sloughing off leaves that sway downward like a soft silent snow.

Hug your loved ones, and your animals, and your stuffed teddy bear friends as you retreat to slumber this evening.

(Read a book for goodness sakes!)

....AS...

.....tomorrow is not promised....

-jj

Recap on my storage unit invasion....

Mon, 29 Sep 2008 15:53:30 GMT

For all those concerned:

(see previous post to understand the following conclusion.)

Most all of my "cherished and sentimental" belongings are still with me.
I don't expect the low-life's realized I was to arrive yesterday (fools!) as they had set up a yard sale next to my storage garage. As I walked around their sale looking at their goodie collection, of course I spied items that belonged to me. (Hah! Surprise...surprise!)....of course they had a "legit" reason for having my items for sale. WHATEVER!??? They gave them to me for 'free'.....how generous of them.

I was polite to them in a very saccharin-sarcastic-way and as soon as I had everything out of my storage garage I called the cops to make 'em squirm.

Such is life, and I am STILL a happy girl. Oh, yes I am!

(Thank you, Universe.....
and
poetjilly and Carol and Cree
and
others whom called and offered their kind-hearted-help.)

Life is a joy!......SO.....enjoy it!

Create a smile....... then send it off ....... so others may employ it.

Good day!

Thanks for taking the time to share the J Zone with me today.

California State Capitol Buildings front yard bedroom..........Sacramento Homeless......11:00 PM September 26, 2008

Sat, 27 Sep 2008 13:30:00 GMT

She sleeps wherever she pleases.

Sleeping underneath the stars, lamp posts and humankind shine above the man-made asphalt of the gridded Valley floor.

Hot round slab of concrete conveniently made into a sound solid bed.

She places her head on the cutting block and trusts that no one cares.....her feet lifted toward the midnight sky.

Let her dreams fill her soul with quiet restful bliss

the nightmare of her life drifts away for a bit.

Author's notation: Had to take this picture last evening as I cruised in front of California's State Capitol building.

I had just finished a great work out and as usual chose to drive down the capitol corridor checking out the aesthetically, lit, land mark building of the State Capitol.

Off this subject...

I find myself feeling a wee bit sick in spirit today as I am realizing (hopefully all will be okay) that some very personal, irreplaceable, music tapes I recorded of my vocals & lyrics may have been stolen.

A lower life form cracked open my a storage unit and sifted through my belongings.

Truthfully, I was feeling semi-okay with it all yesterday when I made face to face contact with the below-hill-billy-white-trash-meth-using-rednecks that CLAIM they were "helping" me out by reorganizing my personal possessions.

Welp....the greatest thing of all is that I see these low-lifes didn't steal my families heirloom baby cradle.

I am grateful and relieved about that situation.

Truthfully, the cradle was/is all I cared about recovering.

BUT...............

of course I've had time to contemplate what's been added to my uneven pallet today

and

I'm hoping that the box of our families favorite childhood books is locateble

along with my vinyl record album collection.

We'll see.....eeeee......

I'm just pleased to be moving forward with relocating my JUNK and I'm going to try to weed my collection of possessions down to a fine, sorted core.

Such is life.

I'll be okay with whatever is revealed after I breath in deeply and swallow the hurt and emptiness away.

Can one really do that? - Swallow hurt and emptiness away?

The answer is through forgiveness of yourself and others.....

but

this

method

can

hard

come

and

takes

lot

work

but

can

done.

Peace to you!

Let it be....

Thanks for taking the time to enter my J ZONE today.

I'll be shifting and packing hopefully not too many hours today. We'll see.....eeeee...

Life is good.

I'm a genuine road-dog.....I strongly advise you pick ME for your team.

SMART thing!

~ Good-bye ~

Tree roots and faces take one to different places.

Mon, 22 Sep 2008 06:34:25 GMT

Goodness prevailed - and the things in which time and love and honor could not add value to remained comfortable amongst familiar surroundings.

Tue, 16 Sep 2008 15:39:25 GMT

Beyond Einstein's theories...

Mr. Goodykaatz smiled at the moon but chose not to entertain it.

The moon stayed solid in the shimmering heavens and beamed light within her (Estrella's/Star's) loving and accepting heart.

Out of the shadows I choose to move forward to share my love and gifts with others.

Vows

aesthetic beauty

reveal inner truths.

A sampling of the meat and potatoes of mankind's spirit to feast upon.

Just remember: Ethics before aesthetics.

News: Celebrated Citrus Found Dead! Squeeze O.J. Juicer (Actually, Squeeze Ottis Jerimiah Mc Juicer) was found dead on the sidewalk under suspicious circumstances. Under investigation. Please inform your local Citrus Grower's Union if you have any leads.

Sat, 06 Sep 2008 14:55:35 GMT

WARNING: The following pictures may be disturbing to view.
Please click off this page if you are sensitive to photos of Citrus death.

What do you think happened to Squeezie Mc Juice?

How do you think 'The Squeeze" died?

We would appreciate any leads or advice regarding the unsolved case of this beloved entertainer.

Was it murder.....suicide.....overdose.....mafia.....lover.....accident?

Can you add any information or use your imagination to help us investigate this story?

Note: SQueeEze Mc Juicer's lover, Manda Rin, has been missing since the day after Mc Juicer's body was found.

Manda Rin's Girlfriend, Marma Laide Blossom has not been seen since Mc Juicer's death.

If you know of any circumstances, and/or the whereabouts of Miss Rin, or her partner, Miss Blossom, please contact the Citrus Union Authorities.

One orange death is one too many.

Why would anyone want to squash 'The Squeeze'?

(a moment of silence please...)

BTW, Better Plants & Garden's will be celebrating the life of The Squeeze at the Green Thumb Country Club & Community Center.

The G.T. C. is also offering a cash reward for anyone who may know more info. re: this case.

Thanks for peeking

-jj

Citrus

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For other uses, see Citrus (disambiguation).

Citrus

Mandarin Orange (Citrus reticulata cultivar)

Scientific classification

Kingdom:	Plantae
Division:	Magnoliophyta
Class:	Magnoliopsida
Subclass:	Rosidae
(unranked):	Eurosids I
Order:	Sapindales
Family:	Rutaceae
Subfamily:	Aurantioideae
Tribe:	Citreae
Genus:	Citrus L.

Species and hybrids

Important species:

Citrus aurantifolia – Key Lime
Citrus maxima – Pomelo
Citrus medica – Citron
Citrus reticulata – Mandarin Orange & Tangerine

Important hybrids:

Citrus × aurantium – Bitter Orange
Citrus × latifolia – Persian Lime
Citrus × limon – Lemon
Citrus × limonia – Rangpur
Citrus × paradisi – Grapefruit
Citrus × sinensis – Sweet Orange

See also below for other species and hybrids.

Synonyms

Eremocitrus
Microcitrus
and see text

Citrus is a common term and genus of flowering plants in the family Rutaceae, originating in tropical and subtropical southeast Asia. The Latin word citrus was borrowed from ancient Greek kedros "cedar, juniper" probably through Etruscan. The Romans applied the word to several different trees with fragrant foliage or wood (compare the completely unrelated cedars)^[1]. The taxonomy and systematics of the genus are complex and the precise number of natural species is unclear, as many of the named species are clonally-propagated hybrids, and there is genetic evidence that even some wild, true-breeding species are of hybrid origin^[2]. Cultivated Citrus may be derived from as few as four ancestral species. Natural and cultivated origin hybrids include commercially important fruit such as the oranges, grapefruit, lemons, some limes, and some tangerines.

Recent research has suggested that the closely related genus Fortunella (kumquats), and perhaps also Poncirus and the Australian Microcitrus and Eremocitrus, should be included in Citrus. In fact, most botanists now classify Microcitrus and Eremocitrus as part of the genus Citrus.^[3]

Manipulations......Manipulating and cropping and enhancing chalk works that had already been manipulated by nature's sunshine and shadows.

Thu, 04 Sep 2008 14:44:25 GMT

Beauty is as beauty does.

A digitally manipulated version of a fellow chalk artist's rendition

Botticelli's The Birth of Venus.

First: Manipulated by nature's sunlight and shadow and leaves.

Second: Taken through Adobe Photoshop and tweaked around

with

different hues, saturation, brightness and contrast.

Above chalk illustration (previous to my playful tweaking) was created by an individual whom is part of the Natomas Arists group.

The Birth of Venus

Sandro Botticelli, c. 1482–1486

tempera on canvas

172.5 × 278.5 cm, 67.9 × 109.6 in

Uffizi, Florence

(Above image & info. - Wikipedia)

(I was fortunate to see the original Botticelli masterpiece located at the Uffizi in Florence. -It is large & brilliant!)

You can make it over to Italy to see this Botticelli & much, much more if you so desire.

Same chalk image as above photographed more directly (not so much squashed, angular & slanted perspective.)

My fellow artist & companion, 'J', noticed the wonderful natural sun light streaming down alongside Venus' delicate features.

I captured the moment, and took the above image through Adobe Photoshop and used different color and saturation filters along with tweaking with the brightness and contrast.

Another photo manipulation of a fellow chalk artists portrait.

First: Natural sunlight streamed across the chalked images eyes.

Second: Taken into Adobe Photoshop and cropped and manipulated through various filters.

Hey, Tiger!

-Won't you come out and PLAY ?

Above chalk image was part of a larger Alice in Wonderland themed sidewalk drawing.

Author's notation: I manipulated the heck out of it!

and....

had gads of fun while doing it.

Looks like wild kitty is jumping through a glowing, neon-green, ring-O- fire.

(okay, now I'm humming that famous Ring of Fire tune in my head....

I bet you'll be singing this tune all day through as well.)

(link) Johnny Cash- Ring of Fire 1968 (link)

Bring into your world sensations of joy and love.

AND.....

......remember to share it and show it.

Smiling never hurt nobody.

(well, maybe in certain circumstances....but, hey! I'm not the boss of your imagination.)

The hurt that dwells inside you gives you no pleasure.

Stay in the moment, and it'll sift away, and be parted into the celestial plane

and

be dispersed until it is demolished by universal radiation.

(Ummmmm....I think I better be going now. Please don't quote me on the above dose of literature.

I can't prove that it is a fact. -It just came to me within a nanosecond.

It's now up to you and me to employ that advice.)

~ AND ~

Just remember.....YOU gotta take care O U.

-jj

Post Script: I'm sorry I was not able to properly note all of the artists names alongside their wonderful chalk works.

I photographed many finished and unfinished chalk works during Sacramento's Chalk-it-up, Labor Day, Charitable Festival.

Chalk IT Up......Swell Sister Society contribution......Having fun being creative and helping out local children through artistic integrity and a charitable donating spirit.

Wed, 03 Sep 2008 13:25:23 GMT

In the beginning...

My fellow artist friend, M took a photo of her sister with a provocative pose and wild perspective.

M & L put their talents together creating a lovely, & finely detailed chalk drawing

using their fingers and brush strokes to blend and highlight specific areas with great care.

O, and myself, filled in the rest of the logo design in with lots of pink.

Finished!

Note: I'm headed out to take a better picture of this gal using a ladder for better perspective before the sun comes up over the horizon.

Post Script: I've returned from the above noted trip with no luck.

I missed the opportunity.

The chalk drawings have been washed away by the parks sprinkler system.

I did manage to take some great shots of the blending and fading the water made upon them.

I'm using the above image for my personal avitar.

I plan to add this: http://www.swellsister.com/

to promote the Swell Sister Society. - A women Artist's Society.

Have a fine day, and trust all that comes your way is meant to be.

-jj

Random Life...A concentration of street photography....What comes to me.....What is to be seen....What is to be caught.....What ought to be shared..........What's shared with me, I share with you...... Let it come to you.......

Fri, 29 Aug 2008 15:08:52 GMT

What is to be seen in this world...?

What is to be seen in yours?

The fellow riding the bike is an acquaintance of mine.

He's 70-plus-years-old, & he's in outstanding physical shape.

{Hop on you bikes sisters and brothers and start peddling!}

Notice the cane stashed along the bike's frame?

It won't have to be used soon, as this sporty gent will be getting his knee repaired.

Take time to find a spot of joy and interest in your life to share everyday.

Thanks for taking the time to visit. - I appreciate your company.

-jj

Random Life....Street Photography......Summer Days......hot summer days......water spout cool off...Rendered Black and White from a hot colorful afternoon. Smartest girl in town......Walk'n down the road.....

Thu, 28 Aug 2008 13:06:04 GMT

- Street Photography -

Vehicles passed by and people stared...

...as a grown woman cooled off from the mouth of a jet -sprayed water-spout under the protective canopy of a shady tree.

She filled up a shoe and drank from it like it was champagne.

...slipped them shoes back on her feet and dispersed smiling-wide as she left the coolness of the wet, artificial rain.

Smartest girl in town.

What is street photography? A reflection of every day life – real, unaltered impressions of public places, places that everybody visits every day, the street where you live, the parking lot of your favorite grocery store, the subway. Street photographers document the truth and take candid pictures of things that you don't notice in your daily grind.

Street photography involves attention to detail. The photographer pays attention to scenes, moments that you only recognize subconsciously. The camera is an unobtrusive extension of the eye in any given situation. Oftentimes, street photographers take pictures they feel; the photographer happens to be there and captures the mood in a fraction of a second. He freezes a moment that you will forget in the same amount of time... -Markus Hartel, Street Photographer

Walk'n down the road.

"Hey! What you talk'n 'bout? I don't wear no uniform! I'm my own man! I walk down dis Avenue wi't my own two feet.

I goes wherever I please.

I'm one'a duh Broderick Boys.......don't you know?......Yeah, the li'l street terrorist gang-o-Wes Sac who almose kilt a man.

Yeah, weeze bored dat day, walk'n 'long dem railroad tracks wit nut'n to do but fine a li'l trouble to fulfill our angry-boy needs wit. So, we sees a train roll'n down da track. Weeze so powerful n scary look'n dat duh engineer put on dah breaks & weeze stopp'n him in his tracks, coaxed 'im out to be beat half tuh def.

Huh?....... What of it?..... What you say?.......

Don't be mess'in wi't me....girl!"

On April 16th, a group of people stood on the train tracks in the direct path of an Amtrak train approaching the I Street Bridge over the Sacramento River, throwing rocks at the engineer. The engineer should have kept going, but instead, stopped the train.

Lloyd Billingsley tells the story at Frontpage Magazine:

The attackers dragged him out, demanded his wallet and cell phone, then beat him senseless with a bottle and a fire extinguisher. They also attacked the train’s conductor. The engineer, with head and internal injuries, was taken to hospital. The train finally crossed the river to the Sacramento station under the control of a student conductor.

This didn’t hit the news except for a couple of articles at the Sacbee. It was the Broderick Boys, “a criminal street gang under a court injunction by Yolo County District Attorney Jeff Reisig, who calls the gang “domestic terrorists.” (Billingsley, 2007)

But the PC media frames the injunction against this group as a racist policy that is unwarranted, conveniently eliminating any mention of the Amtrak train incident, turning the Broderick boys into a group of victims instead of a group of cruel assailants: (Read more here)

Music: Found via Amplesanity.com.........Music..Ed Laurie, Meanwhile In The Park"

Wed, 27 Aug 2008 19:54:38 GMT

Found via Amplesanity.com:

Ed Laurie, Meanwhile In The Park"
Ed Laurie, Meanwhile In The Park"

......and more tunes included. -You'll see...

Enjoy!
.......

I'll give you a peace of me any ol' time >>>

Film makers unite. Sacramento Film Festival Crest Theatre puts on a 10 X 10 Filmmaker Challenge, which gives directors 10 days to shoot 10-minute short films. ..Gatita Jazzabelle performs @ the MOULIN ROUGE in Paris, France

Tue, 26 Aug 2008 15:26:40 GMT

10 X 10 Filmmaker Challenge, which gives directors 10 days to shoot 10-minute short films.

Saw the above portion of the Sacramento Film Festival last week and happily watched someone whom invited me to the occasion act in one of the shorts.

Sean, Co-owner of Midtown furniture, was featured in a black and white film that faired VERY well. It was a fun showing because curious art-loving patrons like myself were able to vote films up or down.

Just a few picts taken the 10x10 evening.

Special performance by Jazzabelle Gatita!

That little kittinskie , Jazzabelle can DANCE!!!

Make's one feel as though they're located at the MOULIN ROUGE in Paris, France.

MOULIN ROUGE (Official Site) Reservation/Booking (info. link here)

More Crest pictures here (link) click the (link)

Thanks for peeking

-jj

Post Script: Check out the color match up of Gatita, Jazzabelle and the glowing lights of the Crest.

They match up perfectly!

This came to me as a happy surprise.....as I had no intention to make such a colorful combination appear.

See......some things just manifest themselves and are meant to be.

I know this....

Hope you get IT too....

We must love and protect each other and grow.....

....more often.....

like.....

.....Everyday!

Be pure and have plenty of playful times.

>^..^<

The proof is in this pussy folks......and.....
just goes to show you how powerful a precious, beloved, pussy really can be.

{Personal thanks to the universe for bringing Jazzabelle into my reality.
Hey! Jazzabelle's been introduced into your reality too.....(HAH!........Got YA!)}

My Last Duchess............

Mon, 25 Aug 2008 13:15:30 GMT

I'm up early again today, listening to the quite, still, morning, while happily sampling a ration of left-over homemade potato salad. (Thank you, Mom!) Recalling last evening's dinner fair, and time shared with my mother and her good friend, J.

Menu: Grilled Alaskan salmon, seasoned with fresh basil, minced garlic, S&P, lemon & butter alongside grilled sweet corn and a variety of hand-picked, orange and red and yellow tomatoes interspersed with cucumber wedges and my mom's homemade potato salad. Not to forget wine and a new, refreshing drink my mom aptly named a 'Lemonita'. -Margarita's sister.

The subject of conversation turned to this posed question, "Do we really own ourselves?" Voices opted around the table and thoughtful opinions were shared while my mother excused herself from the dinner table, and came back with two large books in her hands. She looked up a poem (which skips my mind at the moment) written about one man's life in 1945. The prose began with a man being born and numbers like 78528-45-67 assigned to his flesh in life. (I'll recall it later and share with you.) But...."Do you really own you?"

Then................my mom looked up a poem, My Last Duchess, as she had seen a French made film, 'My Last Mistress' critiqued in the local entertainment section and it reminded her of the following poetry. And........what was even nicer than being exposed to such fine words of mankind, was the kind and precise way my mom read this piece aloud. (Thank you, mom!)

Here's the poem my mother read:

My Last Duchess
(Ferrara)

Robert Browning

That's my last duchess painted on the wall,
Looking as if she were alive. I call
That piece a wonder, now; Fra Pandolf's hands
Worked busily a day, and there she stands.
Will't please you sit and look at her? I said
"Fra Pandolf" by design, for never read
Strangers like you that pictured countenance,
That depth and passion of its earnest glance,
But to myself they turned (since none puts by
The curtain drawn for you, but I) [10]
And seemed as they would ask me, if they durst,
How such a glance came there; so not the first
Are you to turn and ask thus. Sir, 't was not
Her husband's presence only, called that spot
Of joy into the Duchess' cheek: perhaps
Fra Pandolf chanced to say "Her mantle laps
Over my lady's wrist too much" or "Paint
Must never hope to reproduce the faint
Half-flush that dies along her throat:" such stuff
Was courtesy, she thought, and cause enough [20]
For calling up that spot of joy. She had
A heart - how shall I say? - too soon made glad,
Too easily impressed: she liked whate'er
She looked on, and her looks went everywhere.
Sir, 't was all one! My favour at her breast,
The dropping of the daylight in the West,
The bough of cherries some officious fool
Broke in the orchard for her, the white mule
She rode with round the terrace -all and each
Would draw from her alike the approving speech, [30]
Or blush,at least. She thanked men - good! but thanked
Somehow - I know not how - as if she ranked
My gift of a nine-hundred-years-old name
With anybody's gift. Who'd stoop to blame
This sort of trifling? Even had you skill
In speech - (which I have not) - to make your will
Quite clear to such a one, and say, "Just this
Or that in you disgusts me; here you miss
Or there exceed the mark"- and if she let
Herself be lessoned so, nor plainly set [40]
Her wits to yours, forsooth, and made excuse
- E'en then would be some stooping; and I choose
Never to stoop. Oh sir, she smiled, no doubt,
Whene'er I passed her; but who passed without
Much the same smile? This grew; I gave commands;
Then all smiles stopped together. There she stands
As if alive. Will 't please you rise? We'll meet
The company below, then. I repeat,
The Count your master's known munificence
Is ample warrant that no just pretence [50]
Of mine for dowry will be disallowed;
Though his fair daughter's self, as I avowed
At starting is my object. Nay, we'll go
Together down, sir. Notice Neptune, though,
Taming a sea-horse, thought a rarity,
Which Claus of Innsbruck cast in bronze for me.

Note: Can you just imagine how vibrant and beautiful and lovingly alive and aware the Duchess was? -What a jealous, shallow, callous, self-serving man.

Thanks for your time, and take care of everything that matters to you today. -Silently bless all those whom enter your day. See what will happen in your life if you do. -This simple, silent, act of love and goodness will take you to new levels.. -----Do it! Really do it!.............. you shall see.......

-jenj ...........Post Script: I'm going back to bed now......feeling so pleased I can relocate my body into sleep-mode and rest my head upon a pillow.

(Thank you, Universe. -Good morning and good night to you)

Disco Dancing Gatito. Disco dancing gatitas!!! Mikiegato, dances freely. Creemeowserz, rocks on. jenj, translates universal inner visions into a joyful jubulant cat illustration......Mikiemeow and Catree, gatita's ROCK.!!!!

Sun, 24 Aug 2008 16:15:29 GMT

Disco dancing gatito

Artist's Notation: digital illustration using Adobe illustrator 10 (Note:I had to use a 'funky' electronic mouse to draw with; - I normally use a Wacom Pen & pallet as I enjoy an implement in my hand.)

My inspiration for this piece unveiled itself this morning after I was thinking about the "let's get physical and sporty" group of artist friends I was with last evening.

Our original intention was to dance, and dance we did.....in a warm,well-lit pool. We shared parts of our lives, present and past and swimming and playing around in a colorful, salt water pool until twelve midnight!

The pool blazed a multitude of colorful light as we/ I peered up into the dark night sky, the stars twinkled and winked back at us respectively through the flickering fingers of tropical palm tree fronds.

YES! Thank you, Mikie.....thank you, Cree.....We are... (were last evening) ....sassy, self-confident women swimming in the open salt water sea of all opportunities.

I'm grateful.....thank you universe!.......-jenj

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