kingmisha
My blogs
| Gender | Female |
|---|---|
| Industry | Arts |
| Occupation | Advocate/Doer |
| Location | Peterborough, Ontario, Canada |
| Links | Audio Clip |
| Introduction | I'm bigger than a pile of breadboxes, but smaller than a Sherman tank. I'm overeducated, underpaid but very content with my life. I have loved infrequently but intensely. I dated a poet, divorced a Dean, had an affair with a jazz pianist, was engaged to a diplomat, and widowed by my child's father. The men in my life were all very special. Not all grand passions but much loved in their time: Leonard Cohen, Alfred Pinsky, Billy Horn, Wendell Goodin, and Elliot Hirschman. Thanks for the memories... I'm a lapsed artist which doesn't really trouble me because I'm a very successful parent. I lacked the requisite conceit to persevere as an artist. I just couldn't make myself believe that my art came before my child. The world really doesn't need another sculptor (even a good one), but it does need another good human being. It can use all the good human beings we can turn out. I present Mambolica as my evidence so judge for yourselves. |
| Interests | Cultural and natural heritage, music, drama, film, dance, photography, sculpture/painting, gardening, dreaming and noodling, reading and writing. Swimming and walking at my cottage. Bird and nature watching. Sleeping in front of the TV. Simply put - protecting the past, living the present, and planting for the future. |
| Favorite Movies | "The General", Buster Keaton; "8 and 1/2", Felini; "Black Orpheus"; "Winter Light" and "Seventh Seal", Bergman; "Tokyo Story", Ozu; "Shogun" and "King Rat", Clavel; "Cabaret", "Fiddler on the Roof", Norman Jewison; "Schindler's List"; "Antonia's Line", Dutch |
| Favorite Music | Classical, Opera, Jazz, R and B, Soul, some Heavy Metal, Rock and New Age. I hate most Rap and Hip- hop. |
| Favorite Books | "The Red Tent", "Shogun", "Stone Angel" and all of Margaret Lawrence, "The Bible", Shakespear plays and sonnets, most of Dickens and all of Jane Austen; "Middlemarch"; most of Doris Lessing and so much more... |
Lionesses have no manes. How do they know when they've grown up?
They get pregnant, have cubs and spend their years caring for the lazy good for nothings who got them pregnant in the first place.