first post (or more accurately, "the beginning of a beautiful friendship?")

Hi, guys! Welcome to my blogspot. So this is what people (enthusiasts) do. I figured it was time for a correct outlet, besides my enormous (and semi-ridiculous) collection of journals and diaries, that are rarely ever maintained. And I am very excited. The title was a struggle. I wasn't sure what to call this new blog of mine really. A title is a summary. It's single-handedly the most important part of a piece of work. I started off simple, "Monique's Poetry Blog." A direct victim of the backspace button. This blog is doomed to be more than poetry. Then I thought about a photoshoot I recently did with a very photography-enthusiastic friend, Natalia Gallimore, whose Nikon does more justice for me than the bathroom mirror. The colors and the way shapes were blending inspired me to want to write. After all, this is what writing is all about, dramatizing our senses and undressing the world, plant by face by building by emotion. I wrote in an essay once, bragging that I knew "the secret of why God is so detail-oriented." Imagine, art and life, becoming so interchangeable they are a universe to themselves. She named the shoot "Inner Universe" despite my extreme efforts to persuade her toward a more funky "Alicia in Wonderland." She's the creative director. She captures a place and feeling in images the way I describe them with words. It's eerie, this world of artists living indefinately and undeniably aware of each other. But that isn't necessarily a tragedy. Our egos are not to be entangled. Elsewise we will become as numb and as normal as the rest. Art and Life, "and" being a reasonable separator. In music, one plays a "rest" or a "pause" on purpose. In poetry, we have "caesuras" for a similar meaningful silence. Sometimes, things need to be quieted in order to be fully captured. Art (and) Life, are they as completely interchangeable as they seem? They are what this blog is about (or perhaps more accurately, where I stand between them).