Circus ~~ Sideshow Freaks


 

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Circus

After having a Fantabulous Memorial Day weekend with my brother, seeing Dance Africa at the Brooklyn Academy of Music and lunching with my girlfriend today my wondrous long weekend comes to an end and tomorrow I shall once again be thrust into that Circus Sideshow called Work.

The Blue Magic Song Sideshow also is an apt description of my Love Life or rather Lack thereof.  Romance for me just means a series of broken hearts. Mine. So I have retired from that Merry-Go-Round.

 

Blue Magic — Sideshow

 

Freaks(1932) – Gooble Gobble! One of Us!

 

I’m a Freak but we all know the Freaks come out at Night!!

Whodini – Freaks come out at Night (original)

 

Rick James ~~ Super Freak

 

Blanking Out


 

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Blank

Blanking out. Something that happens more often as we get older. Those of you over 50 know exactly what I’m talking about. As for the rest of you just wait. You’ll get there.

I’ve been working at the museum for eight years and I can forget the name of a co-worker with whom I’ve worked on a steady basis for seven of those eight years.  Just yesterday I ran into one of the guards, a young lady I see every day. Do you think I remember her name?! No!! However I never forget a face. Lucky for me I was getting off the train so I smiled, waved and we exchanged Happy Hellos. Escaped embarrassment.  Such a nice pleasant young woman.  The last placed I Lived I was there for 22 years yet I still forgot folks names! Or I’d put the wrong name to a face.

Now here’s the Oxymoron. As a museum security guard the visitors expect me to know not only where every piece of art is but how to get there. Fortunately after eight and a half years I know where most of the major most popular most asked for artworks are located and since I’ve been posted in every section of the museum I can tell you how to best access them. No I do not know where every last piece of art the museum owns is located. That would be impossible as much of it is in storage and the paintings are rotated. Security Guards are not human computers.

I seem to have an affinity for paintings.  The first wing I was assigned to was 19th Century Art. At that time I was so bored I memorized not only where every painting was located but the artist and genre, Impressionism, Realism, Post Impressionists, British Romanticism (The Pre-Raphaelites) etc….

Security guards have no say so in where we are posted so I’ve been in the Modern Art wing, the American Wing, African Art, Asian Art, European Sculpture and Decorative Arts.  After listening to the docents give tours I can pretty much give you good background and/or history of artworks located in those sections.  I’m not an expert by far.

The Experts in the Museum are the Curators and the Conservation staff.  Also I’m an English Major not an Art History Major. All I have is on the job knowledge supplemented by reading books and watching videos on art.

Now I’ve also been posted in the Egyptian and Greek sections. Please do not ask me about this art for I will surely draw a Blank. If you are a student Google is your Friend and/or the Museum website/Libraries.  Or better yet Go to the Information Desk because all you’ll get from me is a Blank Look. I don’t spend enough time in these galleries to gain knowledge nor do I wish to do so. I prefer paintings and some sculptures.

When I was a girl my Dad used to say I practiced “Selective Hearing.”  I never seemed to hear him when he was calling me. Especially if he had some task or errand for me to perform. “Deborah! Don’t you hear me?!! Turn down that radio/TV!! Pay attention!!

My Dad did not like to raise his voice and when he did so I knew my ass was grass and I was up shit creek with no oars. In other words I was in serious trouble.  So maybe it’s the same thing with People’s Names and Artworks.  My Middle-Age Senior Brain is practicing Selective Memory!!  LOL!!

 

All art graphics are from Google unless otherwise stated.

She’s a Brick House


 

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Brick

In the Black Community voluptuous curvy Women are celebrated. Think Dorothy Dandridge, Venus and Serena Williams or Beyonce.

I’m on the petite side but thankfully I’m not that 17 year old skinny minnie with the thigh gap any more.  As I’ve gotten older I have finally begun to put on some weight which makes me very happy. Most women want to lose weight but I’m happy to see those extra pounds when the doctors weigh me.  I welcome having more “Junk in my Trunk.”

However due to DNA I will always be on the small side. My Mom Mable Elizabeth Palmer pretty much weight 95 lbs all her adult life even after having two children. Lack of appetite was never a problem. My Mom cooked Soul Food as did all my female relatives and we chowed down. Like eye color, skin color, height etc… weight is pretty much predetermined. It is hereditary.  Both my parents were slim people and they had two thin children.  Of course now that Stephen and I are both past 50 headed towards 60 there are things that we can no longer eat.  But we both like to indulge every so often.

Funny story. My favorite supervisor at work Phil who retired last year marveled at the amount of food I used to consume during lunch at the Staff Cafeteria. When we first got to know each other he would walk by the table where I was sitting in total astonishment because I had at least $12.00 worth of food on my plate and had the nerve to go back for dessert!!  I guess he wondered how such a small woman could eat so much food and still stay slim!!

I do exercise. Mostly walking sometimes keeping my arms toned with free weights.  I enjoy hiking. Naturally housework is plenty of exercise in and of itself.  Osteoporosis runs on both my mothers and father’s side. My mother had it and so did at least one of my paternal aunts. This is Not something I want so I will keep up my somewhat limited fitness program and really go for the gusto once I retire Summer 2018.

 

The Commodores-Brick House

Apology


 

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Apology

Apologies are powerful, transformative experiences. This week, use an apology as your creative springboard.

When I was a young woman I was forever apologizing. Mostly for perceived failures, faults and weaknesses.  I wanted for people to not only like me but to think that I was talented, smart, gifted and intelligent. I think that women often fall into that trap because we are raised to be people pleasers.  Make your parents happy, siblings, husband, children, boss, Pastor/Preacher/Minister, society in general. Then I turned 40 and stopped apologizing for being me. Whether I win or lose, pass or fail the only One I must please is God and everybody else can step to the side.

After I turned 50 I stopped caring what people thought of me. Whatever other people think is on them. I’m Living this Life for me and Nobody else. Naturally like anyone else I want to make a good impression on supervisors at my job and potential Lovers but you know as time has marched on I realized that all I need to do is the best job possible as for men well I made the choice early in life to remain single. Single by choice. I don’t chase men. Also if they are not up to my standards they will get kicked to the curb. I enjoy my own company and have learned that being alone does not mean being lonely.  The Goddess does not apologize for Being In Total Control of Herself!!

No apologies Needed.

Anita Baker – I Apologize

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Shadow Knows!!!


 

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Shadow

When I was a girl My Dad Edward G. Palmer was constantly reciting various radio programs from the 1930s/40s when he was growing up. The Shadow was one of his favorites. Lamont Cranston was The Shadow.

The Shadow Knows

 

 

 

 

 

DeBorah as the Veiled Shadow Goddess