"Bejeweled" by: Sharon Sibley

It isn't often that one of your favorite people in the world writes about you in such beautiful ways. This poem was written for me by my dearest friend, Sharon. It always puts a smile on my face. She always knows how to encapsulate the essence of a moment so perfectly. I love her more than words can articulate.


At first glance, a delicate thing
Slight frame topped with wild ringlets
Black leather, cotton and candy
Diminutive stature and sentiments
Then the form twists and shapes
Still slight, no longer shy
She shows her true nature
A vivid and vivacious badger child
Our friendship budded and bloomed
A string threaded through our souls
Creating a tapestry of love
Binding us together as kindred spirits and sisters
We careened through minimalist castles
Whispering snarky secrets and cackling mad
Reclining among graves and sipping on Hoya sweetness
We created microcosms wherever we went
The costumes we have played in
The roles we have slipped in and through
Dark sprites in shadowed chambers
Keepers of the magic mushroom missile
The adventures we have braved
The places we have gone
We have been cute, we have been dangerous
Spending hours in smoky lounges reeking of ambrosia
The city is our playground
And we gladly frolic through the urban jungle
Dancing wildly, laughing fearlessly
Our moments made eternal and our memories made legend.

Club Impulse

I came out of my cave a few days ago to go to "Club Impulse" at Boardner's in Hollywood. There was an amazing performance that I was graciously invited to.

The procession featured Jeanelle Mastema's group, "Virgo Rising." Mikey Hans and Pixel were the subjects of some facial piercing and the subsequent blood-letting while they were draped in a shroud and had Bhutto-inspired makeup adorning their bodies. 


As strange as it may seem to those who may have never been in an environment like this before, the whole ritual was calming and spiritual. I have been to some haunts in the past that showcased what may have seemed more sensational, having people suspended by hooks (CORE), but this was different. I appreciated the more creative angle they took on what has been done again and again at these venues (needle play, blood sports). It was more understated. 


A job well done to all of those involved!


Here are some of my snapshots from the evening:

Prep 

Pause

Freudian slip

Voyeur

Pixel

Reprieve

  

Ephemeral

I miss this.
Flashing cursor,
Patiently waiting,
No constraints.
Only for myself.
My mind- lent to others
No free expression.
A vested agenda in every smile.
Stifling but transitory
As everything is.

Gottfried Helnwein