another woman of note

Right off I want to say that I've been checking my counter and I
know that with the exception of Thersites I am the only one who
has been reading my blog.

Now I will say this:  if anyone does stop by - do not attempt to
read this post because I guarantee you that it is going to be long
and I will be the only that will know what it means - and even that
is questionable.


with that said...
~~~

Martin Gray

and I am copying this almost verbatim from the back of my book

The author of Blues for Bird
of British Columbia
an epic biographical poem
about Charlie Parker
jazz great
an internationally acclaimed work
~~~

but that is not what this post is about

not completely
~~~

It is about a woman who knew

Lee Krasner knew

that Jackson Pollock was destined
to be a great artist

and she knew that she was the one
who would love him
and who would push him
and endure

and she did

giving up her own career as an artist
until after his death
at which time she resumed her own career
~~~

about Knowing

Not all that long ago Larry King interviewed
Johnny Depp on a special.
~~~

Now anyone who knows me has at one time
believed that I was  - as a middle-aged housewife
and mother - in love with Johnny Depp.

but this is simply not true

I have a great deal of respect for Johnny Depp - for several reasons

~he has perhaps the most beautiful face on the face of
the earth that he is willing to set aside and cover up
while he achieves what he is best at - which is to give  us
Edward Scissorhands, Willy Wonka and the Mad Hatter
to name a few

~from what I read he is a family man

~he is loyal to his fans

~and I have read interviews given by him in which
he connects with me by words of wisdom

and it is this last point which I want to address - about knowing
~~~

In the interview with Larry King the subject of the West Memphis
Three was addressed and Johnny - I really don't think he would
mind if I call him Johnny - said he just knew that they were innocent.

He always - just knew.


Just like Lee Krasner - just knew - that she should love and support
Jackson Pollock.

Now here's where I think -

how the h*ll could Johnny Depp 'know' that these three  men
were innocent when to me the only ones who could really know
that were the West Memphis Three and the three boys that were
brutally murdered
~~~

Now this is not about that - but rather - knowing.

I am not doubting that Johnny Depp knows that the West Memphis
Three are innocent.

I'm saying that sometimes a person can just think that they 'know'
something.
~~~

And anyone who has read my blog previously just knows that I
heavily indentify with Jackson Pollock.

but that's not what this is all about
~~~

This is about Lee Krasner and Abigail Adams - who were both destined
to Love and Support a Man who they just 'knew' was Destined To Be Great.

So - in my opinion - these women who made it possible for Two Men to
Achieve Greatness must also be Recognized for their Willingness to Stand
Behind the Two Great Men.

In other words - it took two Great Women Who Knew.

And this is a Tribute to Women who have Stood Behind
Men Who Have Acheived Greatness.
~~~

And while I am Going On -

I would like to take this opportunity to inform Thersites - who is
a Faithful Reader and Commenter on my blog - that:


tomorrow i begin my quest to learn the Rach 3
~~~

I mean - I already know it - I just have to learn to play it.  :)

And - Ther - don't you think I should have some goals in mind
while I do this - so I will be pressured  - under which we all tend
to achieve best.

I figure I can really get down to business in January when I hole up
in my house anyway due to snow and ice - and in April I can be ready to
study with Someone who used to be connected with the School of
Music - in a Big Way.

they don't call me suetheimpossibledreamhanes for nothing.


Ther - I would appreciate your imput on this.
~~~

In closing I would like to say:


the long and winding road - that leads to your door
will never disappear - i've seen that road before
it always leads me here - leads me to your door

many times i've been alone - and many times i've cried


anyway you'll never know the many ways i've tried
but still they lead me back to the long and winding road


you left me standing here
a long long time ago
don't keep me waiting here
lead me to your door

don't keep me waiting here
lead me to your door


the wild and windy night
that the rain washed away
has left a pool of tears
crying for the day


don't leave me waiting here - don't keep me waiting



let me know the way

thanks paul
~~~

why

Charlie

 not penny's boat


why did Charlie have to die



why does someone always have to die -


so that we can find our way