I’m interested in the play of differences, an illumination of shadows, the ever-rising diversity of heterogeneous forms from the field of homogeneity and uniformity. It’s a natural occurrence of forces: once an empire has gobbled up enough tribes, they will sprout from within it. The growth of these diverse forces is natural, evident, and necessary. As an artist, I am pulled to respond, to contribute to their embodiment and manifestation.
It is this play of differences that I see in the symbol of the ouroboros, the snake biting its tail, and I mean to reflect in the phrase ‘Archaic Futurism and Baroque Minimalism.’ This dynamic interaction between the poles underwrites harmony, rhythm, and the pulse that life is founded on. It creates a circle, which through time is a wave.
JLM...what a surprise to receive in the mail! I thank you. Will give a listen and select my fave for airplay or choreo. Busy on my end. Trying to secure Rockabelly gigs... But you know I love your sound! So headphones at the ready...xoxoox
ya know, been thinking boutcha too...taking time out with my s/o. Performing and teaching at bellydance parties mostly. No big extravaganzas planned for a while. Laying pretty low (for me). Getting ducks in a row for the next big thing...mwahahaha! Can't wait to hear more from you, Monsieur La Motte. xoxox
wow! I see you entering the club scene with "Full Pound". Seriously. "Movements" is good too! Hoping you had a Merry Christmas..I see you have been quite productive! Hugs to you! xoxoxo
Hello My Friend. Hoping you have the best of holiday seasons. I am ever grateful for the friendship, kind words and support you have shown me. May the new year bring you peace, joy, love..all of the very best that life has to offer. xox ~Merryn
wow...loving the new direction with the tracks: Dust Rizn is really cool. You have been madly creating and manifesting. And it looks good and sounds good!!! xox
hey sexy. Been wonderin' how you're doing. I owe you a long and thought-provoking email. But in the meantime, may I say that I love visiting your page or popping in your CD. The originality that meets my ears is always...groovy!
Hips sway as the rhythm portrays a timeless,primal lay Delicate hands hold the captives entranced Fingers trace across time and space taqsim of a sublime and subtle play Shimmies and shivers that make a grown man quiver yet utterly misunderstood She is a goddess, a mother, a woman divine (hushed whispers) She is a temptress, a whore (so completely divine) and forever misunderstood Hand to her brow, hair flinging about misconstrued as a wail of passion She grieves within remembering when her love made the highest ascension ~M.W.
