Dali and new PERSPECTIVES

loud days bring on quiet nights
time for me to reflect on my introspections (inrospect-ception??)

I have a window in my bedroom that looks out over the backyard. When it's really dark the moon lights up the sky just enough to act as a backlight to show the towering spindly silhouettes of the pine trees. I have slept in this room for 155 days. I noticed this 13 days ago. (my phone charger is the opposite direction of the window- it's sad i knowww) SHIT CHANGES AND YOU LEARN NEW THINGS ITS DOPE 

2 days ago I visited the Dali museum in St. Pete, FL. It was an awesome trip yada yada

BUT

there is this ONE painting I want to talk about.


Gala Contemplating the Mediterranean Sea which at Twenty Meters Becomes the Portrait of Abraham Lincoln (yes that is the entire title - dali didn't play no games)

Here I am with no prior knowledge (i don't even know its FULL name yet) standing in front of this in all its glory. Each individual square, the hues of the sunset, Gala's bow around her hair, the sun son of God hanging down and observing the Earth, the cool tones of the tile, the chipping paint on the wall. I'm filled with so much emotion I don't know what to do with myself when the guide hands me a small circular mirror and tells me to turn around. AND THERE IT IS! ABRAHAM duCKING LINCOLN. and I just start laughing and there are tears in my eyes.

Looking at the backside of Gala, you cannot help but picture yourself as Dali. Staring at your now 81 y/o wife who still looks beautiful and is eternally your muse. OR yourself as Gala deeply thinking over this massive body of deep blue water that will soon reflect the hazy sunset. OR Christ looking at the both of them, at the world, at the deep water and everything that it holds, suspended in it. OR Abe gazing coolly back on me trying to piece together everything. Looking at it I am ALL OF THEM and NONE of them at once and I am deeply moved by it in a way I do not think I fully understand yet.

Laying in bed looking at the yellow, waning Moon hanging in the sky I feel like I too am in deep contemplation looking over the dark swaying trees. Trying desperately gain enough perspective to one day see all that the Moon can.

Maybe I am too close to everything right now. I need to turn around, walk 20 meters out and glance back to one day see the bigger picture

Back from the Ashes

(This post is honestly more for me than you anonymous internet reader. I would apologize but not apologizing is the whole point of this. You understand) 

I started this mediocre ~blog~ almost a year ago in an attempt to pay tribute to my eternal heartthrob Ezra Koenig - and more embarrassingly - to impress a  b o y. almost a year later, at the end of that relationship, that boy would tell me that I was a people pleaser  in a zoe's kitchen in front of an untouched bowl of tomato soup. That boy turned me into a PEOPLE PLEASING piece of garbage over that year. I stopped writing on this blog due to the obscene amount of time that relationship required. GUESS WHO IS ROLLING IN FREE TIME AND UNAPOLOGETIC LIVIN??? me! - nicole peacock - Time to get crackin on the typin again.

The fog has cleared and I have (like one does with the passage of time) learned a few things. Let's reflect and move on shall we????

Some key points:

-Fiction IS important and nonfiction IS important. Liking one more than the other doesn't mean a n y t h i n g and doesn't make you a better person either way. i.e - Henry David Thoreau's ideology on books and reading is BULLSHIT (if you agree with H.D.T i'd like to hear your argument but tbh I will come out of  it probably thinking you're a dick)

-Talk radio is important and while I get if you think it is boring - it needs to be protected. Please help out your local NPR stations. http://www.npr.org/stations/

-Creating is commendable and I really appreciate you. Please keep creating

-Surrounding yourself with as many different people and listening with OPEN ears is important and one should constantly challenge their beliefs. Unless of course, you enjoy living in your facebook echo chamber idkk

I'm done ranting. Time to move on to some real bonafide blogging! (although this is technically that - but you know - you get it) - p.s:  i do NOT like tomato soup and will stop ordering it bc it is always a regret.