i can't believe it is already a new year.
two thousand and eleven,
year of the rabbit, year of the country, year of the moon.
this new year that i want to do folk dances and move into the forest and surround myself with animals friends.
wolves and fire and the voices of the dead,
wild vines and roses to adorn my head.
the photos above were unfortunately taken in the least folksy setting: a big new outdoor mall called the Palladio that was built in the suburban sprawling wasteland that is folsom california. where as-yet-empty storefronts freshly and garrishly painted are uselessly guarded by chain and gate and the gigantic 16 screen movie theater is always halfway deserted. darin called it a strange dystopia. which was kind of a fun setting to watch Black Swan on new year's eve and be transported to a fantasy ballerina world of dark wings and desire.
rose scarf: giveaway prize from sadie deluxe
teal blouse: thrifted for 50 cents
black crochet vest: was my mom's in the sixties
belt: came from grandma cherie
square dance skirt: very old, thrifted over ten years ago
black tights: gift from mama for christmas
boots: from charlotte russe last year (cheap but so comfy)
shrinky dink tarot card necklace: made by darin for me for christmas
beaded heart locket: made by em for me last christmas
the real truth is i found this record at the thrift store the other day and now it is all i want to dance to
in my new folktale life...
because as these handsome musicians themselves proclaim on the liner notes, it "spontaneously empasizes the underlying sensuality of all folk expressions, concentrates on the beautiful and the danceable." (!!!!)
instead i've got my friendly neighborhood dance parties.
to music more like beyonce and 2pac.
this year our dance party theme was tribal. addie wasn't into it (choosing a quiet night at home with her hub instead) but i got all painted up and called myself Starchild and darin and i went out a-dancin with our friends.
kissed my honey at midnight and bid adieu to the wanderings of 2010.
ready to move forward with the revelries and heartaches of new days.
someone yelled "it's SNOWING" and we california souls all rushed outside in ecstasy.
a little jubilee,
a romantic spree
a country year for me.
HAPPY 2011 TO YOU ALL!