tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79666786603090705892024-02-07T12:08:23.222-08:00Daylove The DefenseDaylove2004http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242067358964084110noreply@blogger.comBlogger27125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966678660309070589.post-78187281272656791782009-11-13T12:58:00.000-08:002009-11-13T13:00:30.793-08:00Collage Who I amThe C<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifA3Q551j2libq9BDubx7SR4fShnhN8KTb-STA77wxxYzrRV3Vdh_iqUwcOJT3SRAFt69xn7OaKA9s_IxulmzV0Ophoj8mp1vNQoJpnffYi6sP4rWpIy-V8E8MAFTwBwjrd_PO1rc8KME/s1600-h/Picture0004.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403695747751640322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifA3Q551j2libq9BDubx7SR4fShnhN8KTb-STA77wxxYzrRV3Vdh_iqUwcOJT3SRAFt69xn7OaKA9s_IxulmzV0Ophoj8mp1vNQoJpnffYi6sP4rWpIy-V8E8MAFTwBwjrd_PO1rc8KME/s320/Picture0004.JPG" /></a>ollage that shows the growth of human sexuality<br />By MeDaylove2004http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242067358964084110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966678660309070589.post-16794112727112677852009-10-22T06:15:00.000-07:002009-10-22T06:29:56.807-07:00QUEEN HAPSHEPSUT<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeqGLAiNLIG7QZYjJFnrtqRlgFY9S7Z4o1CLN2fsdRZoPYx3ALbcGTvBomR0qABIVkxCv2zI6XS81hHMEE8xbvuCE9vMnE0P_66olX6VsASSC6lWreJ66-Lc8BQiVXDykI0qhYpw46tT8/s1600-h/egyp+082.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395416007154706866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeqGLAiNLIG7QZYjJFnrtqRlgFY9S7Z4o1CLN2fsdRZoPYx3ALbcGTvBomR0qABIVkxCv2zI6XS81hHMEE8xbvuCE9vMnE0P_66olX6VsASSC6lWreJ66-Lc8BQiVXDykI0qhYpw46tT8/s320/egyp+082.JPG" /></a><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLT-NHSOOA1i2h1zat34_ybEn1X76dj6uQFxUmvN1VBGKQxhIVQR3pBaGlD4u9Jx09hSVUVtChiRSecN68RtNhXFbHzqt0AAqgfnsCo6pQokw7lvGRoojKGorxmJ3cmAfxy3wQHfekJQQ/s1600-h/egyp+079.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 376px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395415262497717026" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLT-NHSOOA1i2h1zat34_ybEn1X76dj6uQFxUmvN1VBGKQxhIVQR3pBaGlD4u9Jx09hSVUVtChiRSecN68RtNhXFbHzqt0AAqgfnsCo6pQokw7lvGRoojKGorxmJ3cmAfxy3wQHfekJQQ/s320/egyp+079.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><br />I was born in the 15th Century BC<br />Royal lineage<br />When both of my brothers and my farther passed, I was appointed to the throne.<br />Begin a Pharaoh was unprecedented and unheard of.<br />I was able to stay Queen until my nephew came of age<br />Me and my nephew ruled jointly until 1473<br />I declared myself as a pharaoh<br />Handled all the affairs of the nature with the full support of the high Priest of Amun. Hapuseneb and other officials<br />Respected by Egyptian people<br />Accomplishments<br />Built temples Beir el Bhari “ lover of silence”<br />Organization of a journey to the land of punt to trade brought back precious and rare articles back to enhance the wealth for Egyptian nation<br />Trade trees, ebony, ivory, gold, cinnamon, incense, eye paint, apes, monkeys and skins of southern panthers<br />built two giant obelisks, each about one hundred feet high, and erected them in Thebes<br />I ruled for about 15 to 21 years after taking the throne<br />A huge temple, called the 'morning temple,' was built to honor Hatshepsut </div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /><a href="http://www.hyperhistory.net/apwh/bios/b1hatshepsut_3hm.htm">http://www.hyperhistory.net/apwh/bios/b1hatshepsut_3hm.htm</a><br />http://www.ancient-egypt-online.com/accomplishments-of-queen-hatshepsut.html</div></div>Daylove2004http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242067358964084110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966678660309070589.post-49827679205074673532009-10-20T12:44:00.000-07:002009-10-20T13:19:44.366-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVYZHutTdlkKV-WbHlO2g_4eV8Ompv_WSOseJYTLqtDQsb7Ic86BAe6MRsMGZC579gSlVb8pYTFtLsnLoSvsDH3NybKTe9gelB2IOsDm1RWvDl-QdVi1xW0o9LgxB61oXDimiwHbirtFg/s1600-h/Jean-Michel+Basquiat+by+James+Van+Der+Zee.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394779162994892642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVYZHutTdlkKV-WbHlO2g_4eV8Ompv_WSOseJYTLqtDQsb7Ic86BAe6MRsMGZC579gSlVb8pYTFtLsnLoSvsDH3NybKTe9gelB2IOsDm1RWvDl-QdVi1xW0o9LgxB61oXDimiwHbirtFg/s320/Jean-Michel+Basquiat+by+James+Van+Der+Zee.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Artist Jean-Michel Basquiat photographed in 1982 by <em><em><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"><strong>James Van Der Zee</strong></span></em></em><br /><br /><br /><br />In Harlem in the 1920s, photographer James Van Der Zee captured a side of America rarely seen in those days: black middle-class life. Well-heeled citizens with fancy cars and furs -- and the means to pay for fine art -- flocked to "Guarantee Photo," Van Der Zee's prestigious studio.<br /><br />Once there, Van Der Zee worked photography magic, posing his proud clientele of the Harlem Renaissance to tell life stories. Many he'd give costumes to wear and surrounded them with props such as backdrops and architectural objects. All told, Van Der Zee's work took on a 'tableaux vivants' quality, styled with a Victorian or Edwardian sensibility. It's these images that most distinguish Van Der Zee's work.</div>Daylove2004http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242067358964084110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966678660309070589.post-66445303130700444372009-10-20T12:36:00.000-07:002009-10-20T13:43:04.775-07:00This Artist Is BAD<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNkjnqh5qZjOB28sApUCkI5PfCwRNdNfexdtpCLt1CSA663pwC45Bo_ciyTNxUcq8kaOaaUPJEut4bmoHD1kuFMO6kaoiVG6icFJNibLVe9yfl6ZJHR4cdRxowkeTXdWp1VXe6a0ul7uo/s1600-h/the+r.jpg"><strong><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 170px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 125px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394769886818130178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNkjnqh5qZjOB28sApUCkI5PfCwRNdNfexdtpCLt1CSA663pwC45Bo_ciyTNxUcq8kaOaaUPJEut4bmoHD1kuFMO6kaoiVG6icFJNibLVe9yfl6ZJHR4cdRxowkeTXdWp1VXe6a0ul7uo/s320/the+r.jpg" /></span></strong></a><strong><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"></span></strong><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbnibjc7wR9CKBO7dbOEAspgPHW3BE6Kdw9EegyaPhgj7OVn4r-2S9wciGpWS4-Wv_g7OAs4d1EkXbh9KDv02JahAaY_9XEUGMfX3Je20aCJsRIDQdR2SFtxrZOXNpuBKd1SQxg-A5S8w/s1600-h/big+city+back+drop.jpg"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="font-family:georgia;">Oronde Kairi Johnson</span></strong><br /></span></div></a><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 119px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394769773187921618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbnibjc7wR9CKBO7dbOEAspgPHW3BE6Kdw9EegyaPhgj7OVn4r-2S9wciGpWS4-Wv_g7OAs4d1EkXbh9KDv02JahAaY_9XEUGMfX3Je20aCJsRIDQdR2SFtxrZOXNpuBKd1SQxg-A5S8w/s320/big+city+back+drop.jpg" /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiMMBM8SFPonfD1IURdEayXKT08IENYeweR5IwcTIpMzXwnXYpfecaB5F58y97lcX12w06fWB7wPtln2JjyLrT2Ui6i1gJwaxTArzeofK7BeWdgF7YaYDLt7H9oRAO9vbd22a8USX3Vok/s1600-h/still+micheal.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 163px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394769564002477346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiMMBM8SFPonfD1IURdEayXKT08IENYeweR5IwcTIpMzXwnXYpfecaB5F58y97lcX12w06fWB7wPtln2JjyLrT2Ui6i1gJwaxTArzeofK7BeWdgF7YaYDLt7H9oRAO9vbd22a8USX3Vok/s320/still+micheal.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>Born on May 1, 1975 in the Mount Airy section of Philadelphia , PA he showcases an artistic eye accompanied by a skillful stroke of the brush. Kairi truly has the power to depict life in ways that give new definition to beauty and expression with his own flair. </div>Daylove2004http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242067358964084110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966678660309070589.post-84334451705236159122009-10-14T20:06:00.000-07:002009-10-14T20:08:00.123-07:00Kerry <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT0racO8TGL1p-us8z3tvnK03Ic-5BAHDW_3DcLHxLqvjA3woMOFhk0tGFrBEJ8HtiLrzDcP85T50s8fVPoQkCBJdZUFx9dqBEBiuTMUEaD2-2CxNNcO8-F2P8Rj2VL4_e8mdT0Y3oGvY/s1600-h/kjm1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392657806747783714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT0racO8TGL1p-us8z3tvnK03Ic-5BAHDW_3DcLHxLqvjA3woMOFhk0tGFrBEJ8HtiLrzDcP85T50s8fVPoQkCBJdZUFx9dqBEBiuTMUEaD2-2CxNNcO8-F2P8Rj2VL4_e8mdT0Y3oGvY/s320/kjm1.jpg" /></a> j Marshall<br /><div>I love the freedom he gives them as they run butt nake it...</div>Daylove2004http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242067358964084110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966678660309070589.post-90738261992365925202009-10-14T20:04:00.000-07:002009-10-14T20:05:58.473-07:00Kerry James Marshall<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfrjjBwlqkKgPhzYjpv3nhx4249I92CJMVlI3PMeCAcjZnVJ8kZAlJs8_lD2e63rHhe1c21gereaztpmuoU6DUZN9t7Ay7qjOaYNvWvfNwyy8vWljxjVaB9uHAi0TtTGOAMhEGWvww6cU/s1600-h/picture.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392657367337740306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfrjjBwlqkKgPhzYjpv3nhx4249I92CJMVlI3PMeCAcjZnVJ8kZAlJs8_lD2e63rHhe1c21gereaztpmuoU6DUZN9t7Ay7qjOaYNvWvfNwyy8vWljxjVaB9uHAi0TtTGOAMhEGWvww6cU/s320/picture.jpg" /></a><br /><div>I am really digging his work, I'm a little romantic.</div>Daylove2004http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242067358964084110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966678660309070589.post-68050496569072347152009-10-14T20:00:00.000-07:002009-10-14T20:04:11.831-07:00<div align="right">The Earrings where made from shark teeth.</div><div align="right"> Damn were they born with talant.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjATuq5vcPqOGHS4_qcq4OX6IRE3NPSIc1Mfy6DGsjpqKd12Z7Cx9_ReO_saV1MFfU4PG_MdAyOqJS9hP3kHRZ2oSz4cRsq544infLzThegp1zUpR0twfNQdv7Zp4NMdwOljuKIdprbdb8/s1600-h/DSC01112.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392656723219798994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjATuq5vcPqOGHS4_qcq4OX6IRE3NPSIc1Mfy6DGsjpqKd12Z7Cx9_ReO_saV1MFfU4PG_MdAyOqJS9hP3kHRZ2oSz4cRsq544infLzThegp1zUpR0twfNQdv7Zp4NMdwOljuKIdprbdb8/s320/DSC01112.JPG" /></a><br /></div>Daylove2004http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242067358964084110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966678660309070589.post-28482849100471312582009-10-14T19:51:00.000-07:002009-10-14T19:54:03.072-07:00<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbcsRow1A6gS007XHC9UK1xVYRPicupGL8k4Wznwpzy3FJeJjBSODzmPOmvHCiovh3lUGJTSfmSYvzZDKrPqkm1xSCiqp93wywQOpQ0jwwhG5AmsZ1VDL24T36SnHjJXnwBExNYnc1LzY/s1600-h/DSC01106.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392654353623733106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbcsRow1A6gS007XHC9UK1xVYRPicupGL8k4Wznwpzy3FJeJjBSODzmPOmvHCiovh3lUGJTSfmSYvzZDKrPqkm1xSCiqp93wywQOpQ0jwwhG5AmsZ1VDL24T36SnHjJXnwBExNYnc1LzY/s320/DSC01106.JPG" /></a> <span style="font-size:180%;">Dzunukwa,</span> also Tsonoqua, Tsonokwa, is a figure in <a title="Kwakwaka'wakw mythology" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kwakwaka%27wakw_mythology">Kwakwaka'wakw mythology</a> . She is an ancestor of the <a class="new" title="Namgis clan (page does not exist)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Namgis_clan&action=edit&redlink=1">Namgis clan</a> through her son, <a class="new" title="Tsilwalagame (page does not exist)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Tsilwalagame&action=edit&redlink=1">Tsilwalagame</a>. She is venerated as a bringer of wealth, but is also greatly feared by children, because she is also known as an ogress who steals children and carries them home in her basket to eat.<br /></div>Daylove2004http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242067358964084110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966678660309070589.post-40873725828153129372009-10-14T19:44:00.000-07:002009-10-14T19:50:57.842-07:00It took 85 Birds top make this coat. When first looking at it, it looks to be fur it fooled me.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtAo66YSFtSYnlZvbrifaLMhVRncJlvvggZP8uvZcmUehsTSjjeYrUN6rzDMpy7GzpmvrMJssz4p9oXlLq2JfJNsv5RD0o2gqQwuDWiENBiuNv0AxG-94xw6DyE4YLLKL7QcZhH1w7A8k/s1600-h/DSC01119.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392652554613052850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtAo66YSFtSYnlZvbrifaLMhVRncJlvvggZP8uvZcmUehsTSjjeYrUN6rzDMpy7GzpmvrMJssz4p9oXlLq2JfJNsv5RD0o2gqQwuDWiENBiuNv0AxG-94xw6DyE4YLLKL7QcZhH1w7A8k/s320/DSC01119.JPG" /></a></div>Daylove2004http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242067358964084110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966678660309070589.post-44945428332620735402009-10-07T13:03:00.001-07:002009-10-07T13:30:48.147-07:00The Congo Nail Fetish<span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span></span><span></span><span></span><span></span><br /><div>These statues were used to protect individuals, families, or communities as a whole to destroy evil spirits, prevent or cure illnesses, repel bad deeds, solemnize contracts or oath-taking, and decide arguments. A diviner or holy person would activate the statue, using magical substances. Fetishes gained power and were effective because people believed in them<br /><br /><div>But when I see the one with nails I see pain and evil. I see a black man not being hanged but put through a torture so great far worst than hanging. That is what I see...</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCPzbuuGERGd94aO1r4VxEVS7yzwfMY4zV44vIaN8IUEbemGldgYFRUy109QQnlgPZlXlLXG7a8NwWbvI-6FOHWkDdi52Jxt-yt9sQRcwfC_9cZ4FMdlgiJrFWnDWDBYc_kPMPu1YIDgE/s1600-h/Bacongo_big_nail_fetish_small.jpg"></a> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCPzbuuGERGd94aO1r4VxEVS7yzwfMY4zV44vIaN8IUEbemGldgYFRUy109QQnlgPZlXlLXG7a8NwWbvI-6FOHWkDdi52Jxt-yt9sQRcwfC_9cZ4FMdlgiJrFWnDWDBYc_kPMPu1YIDgE/s1600-h/Bacongo_big_nail_fetish_small.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389951282250030210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCPzbuuGERGd94aO1r4VxEVS7yzwfMY4zV44vIaN8IUEbemGldgYFRUy109QQnlgPZlXlLXG7a8NwWbvI-6FOHWkDdi52Jxt-yt9sQRcwfC_9cZ4FMdlgiJrFWnDWDBYc_kPMPu1YIDgE/s320/Bacongo_big_nail_fetish_small.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZki6JL2IhjARbjFVj4pVKINHUvVOKREzfYH8JNTuz3blaHIXbo4LJq8vGzD_A9Bn4v1Rxk6oRSfeCBEpaWykE4j7nRcw-3ncz2_6XLN_t4sGJrnqVNM47Zoso3iI6H626B6CdPY2FwVk/s1600-h/Metropolitan_Museum_of_art_African_collection96-470x618_1_-456x600.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389951382448175554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZki6JL2IhjARbjFVj4pVKINHUvVOKREzfYH8JNTuz3blaHIXbo4LJq8vGzD_A9Bn4v1Rxk6oRSfeCBEpaWykE4j7nRcw-3ncz2_6XLN_t4sGJrnqVNM47Zoso3iI6H626B6CdPY2FwVk/s320/Metropolitan_Museum_of_art_African_collection96-470x618_1_-456x600.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div></div>Daylove2004http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242067358964084110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966678660309070589.post-48793298506602095122009-10-01T12:02:00.000-07:002009-10-01T12:12:50.508-07:00NO FACE<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitov4BQgf0-gwkZz26GcqHL2tO37zYhays3ybiGIfKbbhzkMhSN5kQshFMPPm6IYDYk5W2zzAPKnIU7D9sIcvzofUzoVYuJNneKx6BpToe_obl5ImwMz7M3dOA2j5QCpH7tMRXGkPh8Uc/s1600-h/tj.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387711345198433970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitov4BQgf0-gwkZz26GcqHL2tO37zYhays3ybiGIfKbbhzkMhSN5kQshFMPPm6IYDYk5W2zzAPKnIU7D9sIcvzofUzoVYuJNneKx6BpToe_obl5ImwMz7M3dOA2j5QCpH7tMRXGkPh8Uc/s320/tj.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Artist </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Terrance Johnson & Latreah Harper </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">They Are not Famous but they made art together.</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">My Brother gave me this drawning, my daughter age 4 came to me and asked why didn't the girls have a face. I told her he just did not put them one, We came back downstairs and she had drawn a face on them.</span></div>Now thats art...<br /><div align="center"></div>Daylove2004http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242067358964084110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966678660309070589.post-42003498163009731462009-09-29T12:42:00.000-07:002009-09-29T12:44:57.498-07:00Elizabeth Catlett<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxUy04SflWW_7G1yHI9lWG8iOeATraarQnzoWuENJGu_H0ydiQnQXCmGHjarBMCPn1ORcFlNXiUSd0nTXcO_meSgE_WMRPUvDmb2se5zCEOUyyLppLENGZtZJ2IYTIbcJOPDpeuRBsHr8/s1600-h/Mother_and_Child.gif"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxUy04SflWW_7G1yHI9lWG8iOeATraarQnzoWuENJGu_H0ydiQnQXCmGHjarBMCPn1ORcFlNXiUSd0nTXcO_meSgE_WMRPUvDmb2se5zCEOUyyLppLENGZtZJ2IYTIbcJOPDpeuRBsHr8/s320/Mother_and_Child.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386977439706733250" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Elizabeth Catlett<br /><br /><br />Elizabeth was married to Charles White.</span>Some of her best-known prints are <i>Sharecropper</i> (1968 or 1970) and <i>Malcolm X Speaks for Us</i> (1969). Well-known sculptured pieces include <i>Dancing Figure</i> (1961), <i>The Black Woman Speaks</i> and <i>Target</i> (1970), and <i>The Singing Head</i>. The <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/National_Council_of_Negro_Women" title="National Council of Negro Women">National Council of Negro Women</a> in New York City commissioned her to create a bronze sculpture, and her bronze relief adorns the Chemical Engineering Building at Howard University. In 2003 Catlett designed a memorial to author <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ralph_Ellison" title="Ralph Ellison">Ralph Ellison</a>, which stands in <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=West_Harlem,_NY&action=edit&redlink=1" class="new" title="West Harlem, NY (page does not exist)">West Harlem, NY</a>.</div>Daylove2004http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242067358964084110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966678660309070589.post-54895575983177753162009-09-29T12:39:00.000-07:002009-09-29T12:45:41.663-07:00Charles White<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNxIb-L5N53ON13D4mGfvffWYM9S_UgJbpLogXR6sYaM9EGcPceulLRnAjIA7Yw75T_FAxOAb0iDeXzA7bxTUH-mHJ-5y8HuYId4LEzvGzBgFf-P8aRtL-uxdwUN34Ne8umOfIqdRQ_ps/s1600-h/spiritual-charles-white.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNxIb-L5N53ON13D4mGfvffWYM9S_UgJbpLogXR6sYaM9EGcPceulLRnAjIA7Yw75T_FAxOAb0iDeXzA7bxTUH-mHJ-5y8HuYId4LEzvGzBgFf-P8aRtL-uxdwUN34Ne8umOfIqdRQ_ps/s320/spiritual-charles-white.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386977059396380194" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg807kd9xZW0CPwPydWocAAzyODrYbwLTgfsFPSPMs8vbGSKXsECv4LN7RyJ4RjYAV_CgF0FxNSNGuLTYTw27gOR08LrXBRKiNrcv7UcGDtDIzYwe6GnU19yxGpZWWsjjPth3c6ltZoye4/s1600-h/images.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 87px; height: 115px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg807kd9xZW0CPwPydWocAAzyODrYbwLTgfsFPSPMs8vbGSKXsECv4LN7RyJ4RjYAV_CgF0FxNSNGuLTYTw27gOR08LrXBRKiNrcv7UcGDtDIzYwe6GnU19yxGpZWWsjjPth3c6ltZoye4/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386976402975695170" border="0" /></a><br />Kerry James Marshall, Mentioned Charles White When he talked about his Art and how he was inspired by Mr. Whites work. I agree It has Detail and emotion.<br />From a broken home in Chicago, Ill., White found that he could draw at the age of seven. He studied violin for many years acquiring a permanent love for music. An avid reader, he once said "A book that fascinated me and opened up new vistas, was Dr. Alain Locke's The New Negro.Daylove2004http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242067358964084110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966678660309070589.post-78736487500109574932009-09-29T12:11:00.000-07:002009-09-29T12:26:22.100-07:00The Black western muesum<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMuznRan1rCMz903WGF8VDuqj5DUuF4bCxJHhmE8oObtC08jdIjWYoXczgBbgDg8afK82PYDdCIU5BAPIB1JDZjvtbObvdJn52A2_1Aj08LojI5SQS2MPTwbZWZ44R-4cnU-NO9ruChJY/s1600-h/m_10th.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 285px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMuznRan1rCMz903WGF8VDuqj5DUuF4bCxJHhmE8oObtC08jdIjWYoXczgBbgDg8afK82PYDdCIU5BAPIB1JDZjvtbObvdJn52A2_1Aj08LojI5SQS2MPTwbZWZ44R-4cnU-NO9ruChJY/s320/m_10th.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386972626548200642" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpzfjfxoLSBoZZMz8GLLmeGqPZLTSwixqqzbubz3FMjXj5833KtjuKU-CDxRghksc_X85VYRKJ9_652KKRTiFNVXEn1udoI4ez9slUPleWq39ailsJKZEpRzs94U4EgEODmKEb9Z29OUk/s1600-h/bufsol2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpzfjfxoLSBoZZMz8GLLmeGqPZLTSwixqqzbubz3FMjXj5833KtjuKU-CDxRghksc_X85VYRKJ9_652KKRTiFNVXEn1udoI4ez9slUPleWq39ailsJKZEpRzs94U4EgEODmKEb9Z29OUk/s320/bufsol2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386971286946559746" border="0" /></a><br /><h1 style="text-align: center;"><span><span style="color:#8c3600;">The 10th Cavalry</span></span></h1>The 10th Cavalry was formed at Fort Leavenworth, Kansas in 1866Very high standards of recruitment were set by the regimental commander and Civil War hero Benjamin GriersonLife at Leavenworth was not pleasant for the 10th. The Fort's commander, who was admittedly opposed to African- Americans serving in the regular army, made life as difficult as he could on the new troopers<br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0EwWKIJWuRBNKgO4rlHqOaEPVQSbzRxOVhj2TUW3F-7i34gkc_N1BEoMeNysmpldHyhVqE6v1a_NCR_E_qyrwxPMMJMQ40Jib5ZJbYsCuA5K8L3r-iy2xoK16zh1cVjlmkNBCWI6_AGc/s1600-h/bufsol3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0EwWKIJWuRBNKgO4rlHqOaEPVQSbzRxOVhj2TUW3F-7i34gkc_N1BEoMeNysmpldHyhVqE6v1a_NCR_E_qyrwxPMMJMQ40Jib5ZJbYsCuA5K8L3r-iy2xoK16zh1cVjlmkNBCWI6_AGc/s320/bufsol3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386972444625457170" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Daylove2004http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242067358964084110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966678660309070589.post-1988230341666115702009-09-21T13:54:00.000-07:002009-09-21T14:04:23.936-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://www.artcyclopedia.com/artists/watts_george_frederic.html">George Frederic Watts</a></div><br /><br /><div align="center">English painter and sculptor, 1817-1904</div><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihS_jvOTXix6iNbUHFEAXAtkeEAR8Ph_h6YiqJRI9j85SufE1JpSI3yIbBy2dSRqLXWGoogV0pIf3iuz-BsHEbo8A-79k1fvVjLlt0e9AUA1a1SxBPcUNZbHhZf5spTGJxDmwydYBj66Q/s1600-h/Medusa.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384027934948252578" style="WIDTH: 82px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 102px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihS_jvOTXix6iNbUHFEAXAtkeEAR8Ph_h6YiqJRI9j85SufE1JpSI3yIbBy2dSRqLXWGoogV0pIf3iuz-BsHEbo8A-79k1fvVjLlt0e9AUA1a1SxBPcUNZbHhZf5spTGJxDmwydYBj66Q/s320/Medusa.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><div align="center">Medusa, originally a beautiful young woman whose crowning glory was her magnificent long hair, was desired and courted by many suitors.</div><br /><br /><div align="center"></div>Poseidon (Neptune) found her worshipping in the temple of Athena (Minerva) and raped her. Athena was outraged at her sacred temple being violated, and punished Medusa by turning her beautiful tresses into snakes and giving her the destructive power to turn anyone who looked directly at her into stone.<br />I throught that was wrong for Athena to be mad at Medusa and not the MAN who did the CRIME.<br /><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><div align="center"></div>Daylove2004http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242067358964084110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966678660309070589.post-28813487354202142382009-09-21T13:44:00.000-07:002009-09-21T13:54:26.939-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhliGlEfGW-uZZKDrIYxS5er5KVmWA8-CZVdIBYE5wuEbyF2ns78WGbRQWN-4ctrF0AMXx3JqWs8iFBTTKfjOvjIWDVt6qsVYfCXw1jRmJ_wg4_4oYGh4NZParUx_BpveOWgoB02GqwJbY/s1600-h/Golddust.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384024697537282402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhliGlEfGW-uZZKDrIYxS5er5KVmWA8-CZVdIBYE5wuEbyF2ns78WGbRQWN-4ctrF0AMXx3JqWs8iFBTTKfjOvjIWDVt6qsVYfCXw1jRmJ_wg4_4oYGh4NZParUx_BpveOWgoB02GqwJbY/s320/Golddust.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Michael Ray Charles</span></strong> is a young American painter, born in Lafayette, Louisiana. He received an MFA at the University of Houston and teaches at the University of Texas in Austin.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div align="center"></div>One Of Many negative stereotypes that African-Americans still buy into. through his painting I believe he is telling a story. Like The painting of Elvis with him having a black face.<br />My grandmother would see Elvis down at the corner store hanging with the black folks singing.<br /><br /><br /><div></div>Daylove2004http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242067358964084110noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966678660309070589.post-38339231448540420412009-09-16T04:51:00.000-07:002009-09-16T04:55:58.446-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj97UjPypuM267qnKrfbGh82_oE9MC3E9b4jzjl6HgIzAbjfgwCN-CCBrL-lX4-ZsRjgWRhAL4jQfsM8id1aOfniomieEGV4U4QabirZPgQ0wYG-aZKIQPY46uZhYF73T1g8ipoAEj79Vg/s1600-h/Phillis_Wheatley_frontispiece.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 292px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj97UjPypuM267qnKrfbGh82_oE9MC3E9b4jzjl6HgIzAbjfgwCN-CCBrL-lX4-ZsRjgWRhAL4jQfsM8id1aOfniomieEGV4U4QabirZPgQ0wYG-aZKIQPY46uZhYF73T1g8ipoAEj79Vg/s320/Phillis_Wheatley_frontispiece.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382032367416449506" border="0" /></a><a href="http://wapedia.mobi/en/Phillis_Wheatley">Phillis Wheatley</a></div><strong><br /><br />Scipio Moorhead</strong> (active c. <a href="http://wapedia.mobi/en/1773">1773</a>) was an enslaved <a href="http://wapedia.mobi/en/African_American">African American</a> <a href="http://wapedia.mobi/en/Artist">artist</a> who lived in BostonDaylove2004http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242067358964084110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966678660309070589.post-28848238728754167572009-09-03T06:38:00.001-07:002009-09-03T06:38:37.522-07:00Maya Angelou<object width="445" height="364"><param name="movie" 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align="center">When you came into the world</p> <p align="center">For only a short period of time</p> <p align="center">The day after </p> <p align="center">I can't seem to get you out my mind</p> <p align="center">There was so much joy you gave me that moment in time</p> <p align="center">The day after</p> <p align="center">I can't seem to get you out my mind</p> <p align="center">How I held baby Pittman close to my heart</p> <p align="center">The day after</p> <p align="center">I can't seem to get you out my mind</p> <p align="center">Wishing that I could turn back the hour glass just to have you full of life</p> <p align="center">The day after</p> <p align="center">I can't seem to get you out my mind</p> <p align="center">I will always have the memories of </p> <p align="center">Your 1st photo to your 1st movement</p> <p align="center">The day after</p> <p align="center">I can't seem to get you out of my mind</p> <p align="center">Cherishing the moment you came into the world</p> <p align="center">The day after</p> <p align="center">I can't seem to get you out of my mind</p> <p align="center">The Day After</p> <p align="center">By S Johnson</p></div>Daylove2004http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242067358964084110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966678660309070589.post-32263351634264903272009-09-03T06:15:00.001-07:002009-09-03T06:16:01.197-07:00No You & Me<div id="pBlogBody_194442543" class="blogContent"><p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">No You & Me</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">There is no you & me </span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">There is no more late nights</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">It feels like a heavy rock off my heart </span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">I won't lie I feel pain knowing that this is the last time</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">No more love making</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">No more wondering and sitting by the phone</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Hoping that you'll call</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">The joy of being with you meant so much to me </span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">There is no more you & me </span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">There is no more late nights</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Looking into the sky</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Looking at my future</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Looking at where my life has taken me </span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Looking at the many stones that stood in my way</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Not for very long did I let them stand in my way</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">There is no more you & me</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">There is no more late nights</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Looking for the hammer in my right hand </span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">I start to fight back for my self RESPECT</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">There is no more you & me</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">There is no more late nights </span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">I Deserve better than that</span></p><p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">By S Johnson<br /></span></p></div>Daylove2004http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242067358964084110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966678660309070589.post-11877313286274823862009-09-03T06:14:00.002-07:002009-09-03T06:15:11.246-07:00Saying goodbye<div id="pBlogBody_194836136" class="blogContent"><p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">Saying goodbye</span></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">March 10th We said our goodbyes on wednesday</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">We will close the chapters to our lives </span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">We had some ups and downs through out the years</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">I want to call you so bad and make up</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">But your right your not my husband nor </span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">My man</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">In everyones eyes they've seen to see something 3 years </span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">I've been holding on to </span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">All that you've done said and did</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">I wanted to leave you so many times </span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">I thought that I might be the one to change your playin' ways</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">As long as you had a freak in your </span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">Life</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">I was wrong </span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">The pain remains in my stomach running </span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">through out my body slowly </span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">We've been friends and Lovers for years now </span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">Today is the I</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">Say Goodbye </span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">The feeling that I had can't compare to my 1st </span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">Love</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">The hurt is real</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">Fair well to all the nights we used to sneak around</span></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">By S Johnson</span></p></div>Daylove2004http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242067358964084110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966678660309070589.post-77811696958978487562009-09-03T06:14:00.001-07:002009-09-03T06:14:35.129-07:00The Feeling<p align="center"><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:180%;">The Feeling </span></em></p> <p align="center"><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:180%;">Do you get that feeling</span></em><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:180%;"> </span></em></p> <p align="center"><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:180%;">Something or someone is missing<br />in your life or around you in</span></em></p> <p align="center"><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:180%;">Some part<br />Do you get that feeling you have<br />everything you want and need<br /> <br />Do you get that feeling you could<br />get more out of what you put in<br /> <br />Do you get that feeling<br />Your all alone and you can't<br />count on the ones that love you<br /> </span></em></p> <p align="center"><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:180%;">Do you get that feeling<br />If you don't tell<br />that special person how you feel<br />it might be to late</span></em></p> <em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:180%;"> By S. Johnson</span></em>Daylove2004http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242067358964084110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966678660309070589.post-43231897809338345452009-09-03T06:13:00.003-07:002009-09-03T06:18:41.647-07:00What I Want<span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:180%;" > What I want</span> <p> </p> <p><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" >With you I want to open up</span></p> <p><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" > Tell you how I feel</span></p> <p><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" >With you I want to whispers my deepest thought</span></p> <p><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" >I want to hold you in my arms</span></p> <p><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" >Your hot sexy pack lying next to me</span></p> <p><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" >I want to have your child</span></p> <p><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" >With you I want to open up</span></p> <p><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" >Tell you how I feel</span></p> <p><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" >Right now with all the wants</span></p> <p><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" >The whispers of my deepest feelings</span></p> <p><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" >Won't come out</span></p> <p><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" >Having your Sexy hot pack lying next to me</span></p> <p><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" >I can't have your child</span></p> <p><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" >With you I want to open up</span></p> <p><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" >Tell you how I feel </span></p> <p><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" >It just won't come out<br /></span></p><p><br /></p><p><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" >By S Johnson<br /></span></p> <!--- blogger's current book/movie/music/games --->Daylove2004http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242067358964084110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966678660309070589.post-50767950415264698602009-09-03T06:11:00.000-07:002009-09-03T06:12:27.507-07:001st African American Prince<object width="580" height="360"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/K6UTSuqQJfA&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x2b405b&color2=0x6b8ab6&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/K6UTSuqQJfA&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x2b405b&color2=0x6b8ab6&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"></embed></object>Daylove2004http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242067358964084110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966678660309070589.post-22173405653844375042009-09-03T06:08:00.000-07:002009-09-03T06:09:08.990-07:00<object width="445" height="364"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/c951lD80QcU&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x2b405b&color2=0x6b8ab6&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/c951lD80QcU&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x2b405b&color2=0x6b8ab6&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"></embed></object>Daylove2004http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242067358964084110noreply@blogger.com0