Daphne Cochran-Shapiro

Doodling art mood…

Daphne — Thu, 22 Mar 2012 20:04:02 +0000

of late for some strange reason. (maybe cos I can’t seem to get into my writing mode?). I brought out my calligraphy pens, got some Sakura Pigma Microns in various sizes, and also will have three options on paper: Strathmore and Bienfang sketch books and Strathmore Smooth Bristol. Just ordered in a Pilot 78G black/gold fountain pen with a fine nib and converter.

here’s my first doodling, in the Zentangle style, sort of *g*~

Daphne Cochran-Shapiro is an Author & Poet, Designer & Crafter, and Entrepreneur who specializes in working with folks needing design assistance. My goal is to empower you to be the best you can be in ALL your endeavors. I invite you to browse my sites and share your comments on my works!

Enjoying early Spring

Daphne — Sat, 03 Mar 2012 16:42:39 +0000

been hanging outside, working in the yard and doing some pond clean-up. the daffodils I planted last summer are in bloom ~~

Messing around

Daphne — Sat, 18 Feb 2012 05:26:16 +0000

with various things…from Magix/Xara Photo & Graphic Designer 7 to roleplay writing in PanHistoria and BardicWeb to general creative stuff here and there. not to mention my regular job. *g*

was putzing around in Magix Music Maker tonight and threw this together, though not done or mastered:

listen at SoundCloud: Danger Zone

be gentle…I’m a novice composer *lol*

sorrow lingering….

Daphne — Sun, 12 Feb 2012 23:04:29 +0000

Rob Dougan - Nothing at all lyrics…..

I wanna be still
I wanna walk into your grave
Where I can shelter in peace
Until all our cares have blown away,yeah

Let the whole world fall away
And fall into my arms
Stay with me,I don´t know how long we´ve got left
And so I´m asking you to forgive me

I learn as I go
To float far away into silence and just watch your face
And find some kind of grace
In that quiet bliss

Can I stay
And say nothing at all,at all?

Where will we go when we get old?
When the bustle and the noise get too frightening
When each and every angry word
Is banished to the past

That´s when I think we´ll learn as we go
To float far away into silence and I´ll watch your face
And find patience and grace
In each line there

Work each day
All for nothing at all,at all
And the few words I say
They mean nothing at all,at all

Will you walk into the grave with me?
Will you leave this empty world soft and wistful?
To sink into the dark,dark earth
And never reappear would be blissful

To float far away into eternal space
And God´s silence where I´ll watch your face
And find patience and grace
In each line there

Drift away
Into nothing at all,at all
Find the grace
To be nothing at all,at all
Fade away
And end up nothing at all,at all,at all,at all

for my hubby

Daphne — Wed, 30 Nov 2011 01:46:44 +0000

who passed on June 16th…and I can barely think on that…he loved this song…

Graceland

The Mississippi Delta was shining

Like a National guitar

I am following the river

Down the highway

Through the cradle of the civil war

I’m going to Graceland

Graceland

In Memphis Tennessee

I’m going to Graceland

Poorboys and Pilgrims with families

And we are going to Graceland

My traveling companion is nine years old

He is the child of my first marriage

But I’ve reason to believe

We both will be received

In Graceland

She comes back to tell me she’s gone

As if I didn’t know that

As if I didn’t know my own bed

As if I’d never noticed

The way she brushed her hair from her forehead

And she said losing love

Is like a window in your heart

Everybody sees you’re blown apart

Everybody sees the wind blow

I’m going to Graceland

Memphis Tennessee

I’m going to Graceland

Poorboys and Pilgrims with families

And we are going to Graceland

And my traveling companions

Are ghosts and empty sockets

I’m looking at ghosts and empties

But I’ve reason to believe

We all will be received

In Graceland

There is a girl in New York City

Who calls herself the human trampoline

And sometimes when I’m falling, flying

Or tumbling in turmoil I say

Oh, so this is what she means

She means we’re bouncing into Graceland

And I see losing love

Is like a window in your heart

Everybody sees you’re blown apart

Everybody feels the wind blow

In Graceland, in Graceland

I’m going to Graceland

For reasons I cannot explain

There’s some part of me wants to see

Graceland

And I may be obliged to defend

Every love, every ending

Or maybe there’s no obligations now

Maybe I’ve a reason to believe

We all will be received

In Graceland

his memorial…*sigh*…I’m blown apart….