My best Greta Garbo...

Isn't it something? Here I am romancing myself. I have a nice bottle of wine and plan to be watching movies with Greta Garbo tonight. I am loving her lavish style and the way she articulates her moods and word so very concisely. Greta, Greta. Such a complex artist.

"The story of my life is about back entrances, side doors, secret elevators and other ways of getting in and out of places so that people won't bother me. "
-Greta Garbo

I love Greta I have become fascinated with her when I rented the movie the Grand Hotel last night. Now every night is movie night. I scoured IMDB.com to find some more of her precious films. Greta Garbo (1905-1990) is as famous for her reclusiveness as for starring in such enduring classics as Flesh and the Devil, Anna Karina, Queen Christina, and Ninotchka.

I have a friend let's call her the Illustrious Miss "M" and she reminds me of a Great Garbo in her youth, from her pencil-thin shaped eyebrows to her greatly timed one liners. She always impeccably dressed with an old world and sometimes gothic style. This woman is completely entertaining. She indulges in Vodka. Cosmopolitan's are her drink and I think she has a transient power where you never really know where she will land. I have seen her curse and bring tears to grown men, then sweep back her hair and say something stunning. She is much like a force of nature that you love to watch in awe but always fear being too close to the eye of the hurricane knowing she could bring you down.

"Your joys and sorrows. You can never tell them. You cheapen the inside of yourself if you do tell them. "
-Greata Garbo

As I was driving home I noticed that the fountain running in front of one of the Hotels. Why would Hilton want to spend their precious money on keeping a fountain running in the middle of a storm in Saratoga Springs, Ny? I just don't get it. I love decadence but even decadence has it's place.

Also I just bought myself a starter violin. I am quiet excited about making awful noises that even the cat and dog will never appreciate. I am overjoyed that I am able to eek out the money to be able to purchase a cheap violin, for that I am thankful person. Now the next night I romance myself I will not be alone I will have my violin for that added panache.

How is it going. It is a drab type of afternoon. I have been going stir crazy the past month or so at work. I am glad to have taken up photography once again. It is, as they say, a wonderful release.

I am still navigating my way around this site I do not have it all down yet. I want to learn how to do several things. I wish there was a way a non-member like me can search the site for different groups or interests.... Also there seems like there are options in some people's sites that are not available to me.

Or is that the fun of being a paid member.

I am looking for great stock photos if anyone would like to share some with me please do so. I would love you for that, especially if there are stock Tori Amos photos out there.

So far i have only seen her

site, IF anyone knows of anymore Tori art sites. Tell me please.

Also I just joined.


Gendernectarworks is up
Also I am working on page with modifications on other peoples art. I have been playing around with different programs and trying to ehnace others pictures, visit it at:



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So I was pondering who the most beautiful women of the world are...It hard to come up with an unbiased list. This is just for fun. I am restricting it to starts. Sorry I do have some goregous friends but lets' keep it simple. Feel free to give your own top ten list or more if you can't narrow it down. Try it.

1.Audry Hepburn
2.Monica Bellucci
3.Charlize Theron
4.Sophia Loren
5.Angelina Jolie
6.Cate Blanchett
7.Tori Amos
8.Wyonna Ryder
9.Kate Winslet
10.Juliette Binoche


Honorable Mention:
Betty Page
Meg Ryan
Julianne Moore
Michelle Pfeiffer
Halle Berry

I love Gogol. Russian literature, so full of enigmas, contains no greater creative mystery than Nikolai Vasil'evich Gogol who has done for
the Russian novel and Russian prose what Pushkin has done for Russian
poetry. And they have all the joy and sadness of the Ukrainian songs he loved so much.
Gogol writes has a romantic undertone to the nobility among men in war, which is something that naturally can lack romanticism.

He gives light to a brotherhood, a kinship of sorts between the "rogues" who would defecate in churches and mosques, pillage towns kills women and children but they would never steal from a fellow tartar.

Gogol interweaves the heart of the Taras Bulba with his actions. Hard work, nature, joy, suffering and passion are what are portrayed within the souls of characters of Russia.

All of Ukraine took on its colour from the Cossack, and if I have
drawn largely on Gogol's own account of the origins of this race, it
was because it seemed to me that Gogol's emphasis on the heroic rather
than on the historical.
There is a sense of intense living, "living dangerously"--to use a phrase of Nietzsche's, the recognition of courage as the greatest of all virtues--the God in man, inspired Gogol, living in an age which tended toward grey tedium, with admiration for his more fortunate forefathers, who lived in "a poetic time, when everything was won with the sword, when every one in his turn strove to be an active being and not a spectator."

"Putting The Damage On"

Glue
Stuck to my shoes
Does anyone konw why you play with an orange rind
You say you packed my things
And divided what was mine you're off to the mountain top
I say her skinny legs could use sun
But now I'm wishing
For my best impression
Of my best Angie Dickinson
But now I've got to worry
Cause boy you still look pretty
When you're putt the damage on

Don't make me scratch on you door
I never left you
For a banjo
I only just turned around for a poodle
And a corvette
And my impression
of my best Angie Dickinson
But now I've got to worry
Cause boy you still look pretty
When you're putting the damage on

I'm trying not to move
It's just you ghost
Passing through
I said
I'm trying not to move
It's just your ghost passing through
It's just your ghost
Passing through
And now
I'm quite sure
There's a light in you platoon
I never seen a light move
LIke yours
Can do to Me
So now I'm wishing
For my best impression
of my best Angie Dickinson
But now I've got to worry
Cause boy you still look pretty
To me
But I've got a place to go
I've got a ticket to your late show
And now I'm worrying cause even still
You sure are pretty
When you're putting the damage on
Yes
When you're putting the damage on
You're just so pretty
When you're putting the damage on