“I was not mad at you I was not trying to tear you down The words that I could’ve used I was too scared to say out loud If I cannot break your fall I’ll pick you up right off the ground If you felt invisible, I won’t let you feel that now
Inspired by Linkin Park’s song “Invisible”, and my first music piece that isn’t…whatever all the rest were!
So, like…… relative to being dead? Screwing up with doors isn’t that bad.
Who doodles little hearts all over the desk with their initials inside them: Obi-Wan did for a while, but has worked on stopping since Padmé asked him to either make his own desk or stop doodling on hers.
As far as making his own desk went? ……yeah, that died after Obi-Wan tried to look up, “how to make a desk” and decided that it sounded messy and complicated and okay, wow, he has so much more respect for Padmé’s desk now that he actually kind of understands the work that she put into making it
Who starts the tickle fights: Obi-Wan.
Who starts the pillow fights: Padmé.
Who falls asleep last, watching the other with a small affectionate smile: They take turns, but it’s usually Anakin, simply by virtue of him having a weirder sleep schedule than either of his spouses
Who mistakes salt for sugar: They all had moments of doing this until Anakin gave up and put really clear labels on every container that could conceivably be used for salt or sugar (and one for salgar, though only he and Ahsoka ever use that one because Obi-Wan and Padmé think salgar is disgusting).
Who lets the microwave play the loud beeping sound at 1am in the morning: Anakin, but it’s usually a sign that he’s upset about something. But it is still really annoying. Especially when it happens right before or in the general vicinity of Padmé having some big deal business at the Senate.
Because Ani? Sweetheart, she appreciates that you’re upset and don’t always know how to talk about it until you’ve worked out some of the frustration through tinkering, or working out, or having a late-night self-pity party with microwave taquitos and a pint of Cherry Garcia?
But she also appreciates what rest she can get and would, in general, appreciate it if you could, like…… please care enough about your spouses to not let the microwave beep on the eve of this important vote she’s been trying to argue for that will, you know, literally affect the fate of several star-systems? kthx.
Who comes up with cheesy pick up lines: Obi-Wan, oh god. They are so cringe-worthy, you’re gonna scream. Or groan and facepalm, which is what his spouses usually do because Obi-Wan is such a loser nerd and they love him.
Who rearranges the bookshelf in alphabetical order: Obi-Wan and Padmé are in an ongoing dispute over whether it should be alphabetical by author (sub-alphabetized by title), or parceled out into subjects and then made alphabetical by author. Anakin has been permanently recused from the debate because his idea for an organizing system attempted to combine Obi-Wan and Padmé’s ideas, utilized some concepts that were somehow inspired by the wiring inside of a speeder he’d fixed a few days earlier, and literally only made sense to him and R2.
Anakin still stands by his terrible idea. He also maintains that it is a very, very good idea and that Obi-Wan and Padmé would learn their way around it through practice if they would just let him do it and try it themselves. This argument is slightly hampered by the fact that Anakin cannot explain how his system works without at least five charts.
One of the original charts involved sand and how his system would minimize the amount of sand involved in the bookshelf. No one is entirely sure why this was important in designing an organization system for the bookshelf because the closest it’s ever been to sand was the sawdust that happened when Padmé built the bookshelves herself, and now that he’s had a nap or ten, even Anakin admits that this chart was probably not necessary.
However, he maintains that this doesn’t change how his idea for how to best organize the bookshelf is the one they should be using. Neither does the fact that he was exceptionally caffeinated at the time and hadn’t slept in a while. Nope.
Who licks the spoon when they’re baking brownies: They take turns, but Obi-Wan probably does it most often.
Who buys candles for dinners even though there’s no special occasion: None of them, really. They usually don’t even bother to have candles for special occasions.
Who draws little tattoos on the other with a pen: Obi-Wan and Padmé take turns drawing them on Anakin. Except for sometimes, when R2 is actually the one drawing on Anakin, and Obi-Wan and Padmé get framed, because R2D2 is a troll.
That said, the humans here have figured out that R2’s tattoo doodles are usually more risqué than Obi-Wan’s or Padmé’s — neither of them, for example, particularly gets the “humor” of Anakin having a cartoon phallus drawn on his face — so R2 gets away with this less. This has yet to make R2 stop doing it, but y’know.
Who comes home with a new souvenir magnet every time they go on vacation: Anakin, oh my god. He has souvenir magnets all over the fridge and various surfaces in his favorite speeder, he has souvenir snow-globes on the bookshelves (and one in Padmé’s home-office), he collects all the tacky souvenir junk you never wanted.
Who convinces the other to fill out those couple surveys in the back of magazines: R2 has tried in vain to convince his humans that these would totally be fun and they should do it, but they keep shooting him down in favor of doing Mad-Libs. R2 has resorted to filling them out with 3PO, which is mostly just irritating because most of 3PO’s answers suck.
So someone asked me recently where @j9andif and I got the inspiration for Within the Wires, and I mentioned that I had co-created a dance piece (Vulture-Wally) with choreographer Jillian Sweeney (also my wife) back in 2013 at St Marks Church in NYC.
There was one section of that piece wherein Jillian (and dancers Tara Willis, Siobhan Burke, and Lydia Chrisman) created a patterned walking dance. Rather than lean into the rhythm of it with music, we decided to perform it to a poem.
I thought I had lost that poem bc I couldn’t find the cassette we recorded it on, nor the original text. But I just remembered we had a visual recording of the thing! The video of that section is above.
I was really interested in old school relaxation cassettes at the time, so we went with that motif. And upon writing it & then putting it onto a cassette & playing it out loud, it seemed like one could create a series of relaxation cassettes that told an obtuse, ethereal, poetic story, one that required bodily focus, acute awareness of self to take in the whole story. That sounded hella fun to do, so Janina and I did it.
Joke: the French Revolution brought upon the onslaught of beliefs that have degraded the modern world
Woke: the American Revolution is to blame for inspiring the French
Wired: the humanist values held by the great thinker’s of the Renaissance such as Francesco Petrarch, Desiderius Erasmus, and Sir Thomas More, are what is to blame for the Western ethos of being self-centered and lead to a sense of man being above God
Wire Wrapped Henna Handpieces or Panjas from RachaelsWireGarden’s Etsy site. I first saw her intricate jewelry on DeviantArt. I cannot imagine the hours of work that went into these pieces. But if you’ve followed my DIY wire jewelry posts, you know with practice and patience you can make an inspired version. For a huge archive of DIY Panjas go here: truebluemeandyou.tumblr.com/tagged/handpiece and for hundreds of wire DIYs go here: truebluemeandyou.tumblr.com/tagged/wire
High wire act
Slip through the cracks
Chasing the gold ring
Never to win
Give in to sin.
Taste of the fire
Breathe it down deep
Voices and laughter
Where no one can see.
Dance to the earthquake
Groan in the wind
Come see her chaos
Fly it up higher
Spread it with ease
Up through the netting
Destroy her, the tease.
Drink of the poison
Found on her lips
Lick it off gladly
Then watch as she strips
Layer for layer
Her mask and her eyes
See how she’s frightened
By what lies inside.
Faster she’s careening
Out of control
The one woman circus,
A game she can’t win
It was rigged from the start
Waiting to blow
Watch how she struggles,
Enjoy the show.