tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50920587783289161512011-07-31T00:52:09.552-05:00Dedicated and loyal fans, friends and family have encouraged me to do this, post lyrics, art, some history behind the process, what the song is about, various art that I have done. THANK YOU. I also have links to those that have been an inspiration in my life as well. Thanks for stopping by and if you like what you experience, please pass it along. Much Peace! -JueLSuzen JueLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17296702588818333448noreply@blogger.comBlogger491100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5092058778328916151.post-84317769209168452092009-10-07T12:01:00.001-05:002009-10-07T12:01:58.714-05:00

I would love you to visit my first Official Website!

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What's Yours?

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WHAT THE HELL, EH? It's as if the whole world Disappeared! So here I am in March with my Unfinished guitar, yeah it's some old piece of chit a friend gave me. there are photos up it on my flickr site, if you look in my links, you might find that site....So I've been working on ideas with painting this guitar, as you can see it's a bit 'odd' looking right now.....but it's progressing.I said I'd

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Do you EVER tell people the WHOLE Truth? The things you 'think' you would Never say to anyone, but find that you do, and you're either going to get the "WTF" look from the person you are talking to, or.... the "OMG I DO THAT TOO" comment.(Describing SL to a stranger is like that..*cough*) anyway....do ya ever get the URGE to do something that makes NO sense, for NO reason, not necessarily for any

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I couldn't be more thrilled to discover my song "Flowers Against My Dress" off my "Certain Kind of Mad" CD has been accepted on one of my favorite Internet Radio Stations.For once a radio station NOT associated with Second Life (tm) and that has never heard of me prior, has been playing my song.It's in their rotation and you can click the title of this blog to go directly to their site.You can

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I can't help but sing the blues from time to time, considering we all experience little moments of it, we can all relate. Feeling blue, is only the first course of a multi course meal of emotions that surround many of us this time of year, especially if the whole S.A.D. is part of your life, which it is mine, and it sure can hit like a freight train going down the tracks a bit too fast. Seems

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No more painted faces, no more sugar coated words. I hate sugar.I like raw. No more indirect comments. I'm bold.I like this.No more ignoring my mistakes. I like my mistakes. They're mine. I own them. They are powerful!No more bullshit covered phone calls. I prefer just not to answer. More laughter. Why hold back? More hugs. They're worth ever squeeze. More seeds to plant. I like flowers, and I

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If you haven't experienced the Blizzards, the one inch or more of white fluffy stuff per hour, then you probably haven't been to MinneSNOWta!I know when the west coast gets this, they shut down. Drivers are restricted, warnings go out like red lights NOT to drive.Here we go...this is Winter here in Minnesota! Canada, Michigan, Wisconsin, Alaska, Iowa....we're kind of used to this...I won't

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I'm not big on Christmas. I think it was more fun as a kid when I believed in Santa Clause, the Tooth faery, the Easter Bunny and all that other stuff.Most of it is Media Hype to me, a bunch of blah blah.....I guess I see the whole "Holiday" thing, the same way I would see any other day. Go out of your way to make someone smile.Always be thankful. Always be Grateful even when you convince

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I think life moves in funny directions sometimes. It's quirky, it jumps and quivers unexpectedly, at unexpected moments...keeps ya on your toes. As I paint, or play guitar...it's like other peoples "Bathroom moments" where you claim to have so much time to think and be alone, undisturbed. This is what happens when I am 'in the moment' while doing something that soothes me in every way. My

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Noooooo, not going to let this Blog go to the wayside and Rot. I promised myself I would commit to writing in it 'about' once a week, and WOW I think I have slacked off a bit.The hands of life has twisted its fingers all through my hair, and yanked me into some other cosmic realm in the Universe, been there?Another Twitter Artist, WilddogStudio gave me a link once to view this amazing "Steampunk

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Something I've always found some peace of mind in, is art...and challenging myself to do things that are different, risking the 'ruin of a painting' in order to discover something Newer on the surface.This book started out quite different, with the outline of a face, looking from behind rusted lines.I had sprayed some protective spray on the surface of what I had done, and wanted to touch up one

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I am convinced everything we say and do, somehow gets picked up, kind of like a filter online, that picks up just certain words and filters them through the right channels. For example:I am in a cafe, reading a magazine, and notice a picture of a beautiful reddish gold sunset with two people drinking a specific brand of beer. For some reason the colors fit the Brand Name perfectly and it

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the above photo .. I've always called her my niece, since she is about the age of most my nephews and nieces, but this is um.....well, my Grandaughter and she is amazing! I guess it's worth it to kiss kids with colds! OoOo Here it comes, the Holiday season has come upon all of us, in one way or another. For me it's Cleaning, and I truly Hate cleaning, and as I got on my hands and knees to

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CLick the Title of this to see individual gift boxes-pricingI have been quite busy lately to get these done Before the Holidays, and WOO I did it! Each of these boxes *Gift Boxes* is hand painted in deep, rich colors. Some of the boxes are painted on the inside as well and/or bottoms. Not all are painted inside. You can contact me for details. Clicking on the TITLE of this

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Virtual Cafe at FoxyFlwr's place, one of the Great Pioneer Musicians of Second Life...has taken a bit of a 'vacation' while exploring her world...was hanging out with her at her "Cafe"...I was momentarily fixated on the coffee cup on the table, near the laptop, just because it made me 'feel' that same feeling I would experience had I been at the Local Wi-Fi Cafe here where I live, those little

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B U R N S 11 8 2008It's sickness like a rock, sinking painted blackit turns like molten lavait thickens as it turnsexpanding into more sickness...and they wonder what it's aboutand they don't understand what that feels likeshove it all downswallow it with something sweetthe cold ale of darkened crimsonthe kind one would find beneath bare feet in the

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"Here's to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The trouble-makers. The round heads in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They're not fond of rules, and they have no respect for the status-quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify, or vilify them. But the only thing you can't do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And

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It was a long weekend at work, which actually gives me a lot of free time to work on art, among other things. So I packed up my giant basket of paints, brushes, oil pastels, charcoal etc...One of my co-workers came in for a bit on Sunday, and saw that I had all this 'art stuff' spread out over the large dining room table (just like at home haaaa) and she wanted to draw leaves. Meanwhile, she was

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"Why do you put the red pillows on the red sofa, and the blue pillows on the blue sofa?"he says "Because that's how it's SUPPOSED to be?" So I asked "Who says? The Catalogs at the store? The people on T.v?" and he replies, "No, when you Buy it, that's how it comes!"To me this is perfect in describing how most people follow most people. They decorate, they act, they buy what they're supposed to

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Back in 1993 I was in the peak of my 'so called music career' opening up for entertainment that came rolling through Minneapolis, playing all the local venues from lil cafe's to large venues with big stages. For awhile I had a band, but mostly I was solo.I went under the name Suzen Kay.When my 'Papa Jule' passed away,I changed my name to Suzen JueL, to honor him.This is the man that gave me the

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My husband did the best thing he could have done...he cleaned the house over the weekend, while I was away, and FINALLY I was motivated to do my own cleaning. I have BOXES still unpacked from our Big Move SEVEN years ago. So finally I began sorting through some of them, trying desperately to get RID OF THINGS THAT I NO LONGER USE...not sure why I save things I never use, like old folders from

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Second Life(tm) has been an amazing foundation for creating a virtual world where musicians and artists from all over the world, can collaborate, share their experiences and help each other with those improvements that everyone could use from time to time.It's also a platform for those who want to take their songwriting and performance to the next level, a chance to 'test the waters' and feel out

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Today took my breath away. I bring my camera just about everywhere I go, and often take shots right out of the car window...my husband was driving and the beauty that surrounded us was impossible to ignore. I rolled down the window and aimed my camera out, clicking everything. I'm not looking at anything when I'm shooting these pictures, I just click until I get home...300 Photos later!This one

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So ya bit the Buddha hanging around the neck of temptation...and you thought about it, and then you wrote about it. You put the whole truth out there, laid your cards on the table, and they turned their heads, so afraid of the truth.And no one really knows, but you.So you move on, you swallow your poison and thank your stars, you never gave him thetime.Ordinary Liewell i sat up straight and talli

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When it comes to "Religion, or God, or Jesus'' or all mentioned, or none mentioned...that's basically the bottom line.Grew up Catholic,get on my knees to pray,hold the rosary,wear that paper picture of Jesus with the Burning Heart of Thorns around me neck,in case I died in my sleep...I would go to heaven.Went to a Catholic School, and in my later teen years, decided to join a different Church, of

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Back in August of 2007, I went through some pretty major changes, and had a cool opportunity to play some great Venues in Wisconsin. On this particular night, I had met the Awesome Ham Rambler of Blarney Stone (Second Life*tm*) What an awesome Guy! He came to see a short Acoustic Blues set I had done at Blue Moon, in Oshkosh...It was a lil difficult for me to post this one, back when I did,

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The Bones were the simple words, scratched in pencil across a blank page. Picking up the guitar awkwardly, so unfamiliar with this instrument I forced myself to love and to become familiar with...whispering out a melody, afraid the dark would hear me, hoping to keep silent and secluded...it was as if I were watching something manifest from these bare lyrical bones, as I plucked one string at a

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I was looking at a photograph, that had been taken about a year ago...and without a thought, I imagined the same photograph, empty of the face...and I imagined what the story would be, if she were faceless. Now of course at this point, I had to find out... I believe we all go through moments in life, where we lose the ability to identify with things...perhaps it only happens once in our lives,

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Just saw this image in my mind, however there is a whole new idea I have with thisperhaps I'll work on that soon, but for now this is the foundation, I call it 'Kiss'.

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if it weren't for the rainmy mind would be dry like the desertdo you hear mei'm not eating your cakeif it were to rain morei would be floodedif the sun shone moreif the leaves changed every dayif butterflys and dragonflys left meto head south westi would be emptythose delays in timethose lapses in our seasonfeed melike the sky fills the hawks need to flyand to goand to doand to beis filling me

Suzen JueLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17296702588818333448noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5092058778328916151.post-56642812157600380682008-09-14T11:15:00.000-05:002008-09-14T11:45:18.031-05:00

So I had this idea, don't we all have ideas? I'm sure we do...so I have mine, and you have yours, and that's just fine and dandy with me. I doubt we all think the exact same thoughts, and I doubt 'everyone' fits into a 'general pool' of what is Abstract thinking, compared to the more common thinking. Some of us have our own ways of seeing things. This is a concept that sometimes crosses my

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Awhile back, about a year ago or longer...I was looking at a friend's tattoo picture, in Second Life,it was on the back of the person that posed for the photo, very tribal.At the time I am in 'sponge mode' meaning I am absorbing everything and anything around me,This..Tattoo, somehow inspired the song Dirty Sick Perversion....I grabbed my guitar and wrote this song.I thought that youmight have

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the hummingbirds have left, they have been replaced by yellow jackets, the hornet. i miss them already.the barn swallows are sparse, most have gone also, i miss their song, i miss the silvery black tongue of the ruby throated hummingbirds, dipping into the red nectar feeder outside my window. it hits me like that...when the morning suddenly is darker, and breath i suck in and out of me,

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Originally Titled "Cover Me Red"...this is Flowers Against My Dress.This song is about a certain loss of innocense. Not the teenage stuff, or the first love stuff, nooo not that. More like the kind where you have already bent yourself into the mold of your chosen path, and perhaps for a moment, you bent in a new way, a way that is unfamiliar, a way that makes you stronger, because you moved in a

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i have missed you, intense flirtations of our psychologythe way the "Web" moved with you,into deep grooves of the universei have missed the way you humoured my worldcoloured it with strong wordswith bold honesty,with falling curiousityas i hung in a circle holding onyou said deathis where we have been before we were borni have missed youthe way i miss water when i'm thirstythe way i've missed

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This is part of a Whole picture. Often as I paint, I will photograph as I go along. So when the painting is finished, it often looks quite different than some of the photos taken during the process...the reason I often do this, is to document my own progress, as well as to see what happens as the process goes along.Most of my paintings can be seen at Artropolis, In Second Life (tm). Or at Blue

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you all are Awesome for filling out those POLLS! ok so you want more ART, more PERSONAL INSIghTS and more lyrics, in that order......This is a painting i did in Aug of 2007 when I was in Wisconsin. I was going thru a Major Change at this point in my life, and as you know AUGUST in the Midwest is HAWT! so this is what came out ....Hope you enjoy and if you would like more INFO, let me know :)

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Many of you know, and many of you do not know...and there are LINKS posted on the side of this blog about Bipolar. When I first found out I had it, back in 1992...I struggled with this Knowledge, a new knowledge and being the Inquisitive soul that I am, the first thing I did was HIT The Library and filled my mind with as much information as possible. Back then it was spoken of more as a 'disorder

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Words often inspire images...8.31.08If she danced, in earth colored dresses, hair wildly parting the sky in millions of thick lines and circlesif she spoke, in languages of those around her, words splattering against the trees like dozens of blackbirds dotting the lines of her dressesif she slapped you with the open nakedness of her hands, like splattered paint, covering you with her wild colors

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the painting is called INDIAN HOPE TREE. this was done in 2006-07 during Transition...I am Indian. French. Bohemian Soulish..:) enjoy the art. the music. the Writing. The insight....just enjoy.this i do not know. Sara is someone i often wrote about, but it was so many years ago...perhaps a reflection of my own soul at that time, perhaps someone who wore so much pain on their outside, i somehow

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...Sept. 22, 1994...Some poetry I wrote, from many years ago...the writings during this period of my life are the power of hearing what is given, from the Universe.I read some of them from time to time, and often can see 'writing patterns' that began long ago..certain phrases...I'm sure eventually you may see the pattern too...for those of you who know my songs...these are the early roots of such

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she had something in her handshe didn't understand...what i was thinkingthe rain kept pouring downpeople all around...and she was sinkingthere were candles all aroundand i could hear the quiet sounds, of a motherwater dripping down my backthe sky was turning black, like a featherstrokes upon my armfrom a feather soft and warm, beneath methere is where i findthat thing they say is mine, in the

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You're every emotion, of a jigsaw dream6 wheels in motion, your engines all scream.You're pieces of leather, and hands full of laceyou're words of a wish, like wind in my face.You sit in my room, and walk to the mooncan't cry to your mother, she left you too soon.Beat On My Drum. Pound On My Brain.I'll give you Thunder, if you bring me some Rain.I cannot stand, anymore of your painGive me 3

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In 1994 I knew and loved a very Charismatic Soul. Eric wrote, played guitar like some abstract dream, he was a freelance artist as well, painted and drew amazing pieces of art, was the father to a lil girl named Cheyanne, and one of my best friends...he was loved by a whole community of people that were drawn to him like he was the light in the darkness.I remember it was raining out, and it was

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Pretty Stars2005why you fallin in love with a girl that's goneshe puts her face against your lips, then she's gonewhy you givin it all to the stars when you know they fallyou put your hands in her hair, you know you're gonna have it alland there you arefallinin lovefallin in love with the pretty starsyou know better she'll be goneand there you arewhy when you kiss her mouthstars fall from the

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