Saturday, November 14, 2009
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Friday, October 23, 2009
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Like a wounded heart on suicide strings
I unfold you, and let you down easy.
This precious envelope I fit in,
is covered up with lacy glue,
tepid tape and acidic postage.
I am lifted into heaven
with your clever handshake
and supple smile and I am in awe
of your workman's hands and your
I am yours.
The tension in my lips grows numb.
My feet ache in your direction.
I don’t even know you.
My fear is my love,
and my heart is awakened as once before.
I am beautiful again.
I am a boat crossing a sea, a mountain completing the scenery.
I am the sky’s grace. I can hold all the weight.
I will grow, I will blossom, I am passion, I am greed.
I am again comfortably alive!
Alive among the ruins of my dreams and again
I climb to you at the top of the stairs.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
I had my own
the high tops of green Pitch Pine.
I couldn't tell which was exploding more;
the heavy, fat white flakes of snow
the three fingered points of needles
as if they wanted
to accept the challenge
of supporting the weight
of an early fall
I had my own
as the storm within myself
began to churn
and pick up speed.
I can't tell
which is exploding more;
the worries of a sacred friend
my outstretched arms
ready to accept the challenge
his dying weight.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Friday, October 9, 2009
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Sunday, October 4, 2009
WHO? Umatku-ites near and far...
WHAT? PROJECT PEACE FLAG (make a flag for Peace!!)
WHERE? The Total Life Care Center, 152 East Ave., Norwalk, CT
WHEN? Sunday, October 11, 2009, from 4-6pm
WHY? To share your vision of PEACE!
RSVP! Space is limited, call the Total Life Care Center to say you'll be there!! 203-853-4852
COST: $22 per flag
EXCITING STUFF!!: Look for articles about the October 11 Project Peace Flag event in the Norwalk Citizen and The Hour this week!
Saturday, October 3, 2009
but really, it's just a little message of hope...
to help each other more, do some small things that matter
that add up to putting some really good energy out
there into the world.
and it just happens to be sung by m.c. yogi...
no need to go to starbucks to do this!
Grassroots Movement from MC Yogi on Vimeo.
if you are not familiar with his music
you can check it out here:
we went to see him last night
and i had a great time... dancing, singing
and hoolahooping - yes tom - hoolahooping!
... boys can hoolahoop - we saw them doing it there!
his concert had a few messages that i think connect to
what we are doing here:
1. spread the love (through singing or whatever floats your boat)
2. connect with the greater community (he and his musicians are doing a great
collaborative project with music from other parts of the world)
3. do something nice - that makes a difference
yup, that third one - so umatku... at the end, he actually challanged everyone
in the audience to come up with something to do that would make
a difference - no matter how small...
still haven't figured out what i'm going to do
what rock star does that? not many - unfortunately...
and he warmly said hello to me in a "namaste kind of way"
- a total stranger - most people don't even take the time
to do that to people they see every day (including me!)
thank you m.c. yogi, valerie, jenn and will!!!!!
m.c. yogi from jennifer mazzucco on Vimeo.
Friday, October 2, 2009
Anyway, for the time being, I've decided to go back to basics. I think the SOS thing was a bit overboard (ha ha no pun intended), and therefore I'm going to kick it down a notch and send messages the old fashioned way: via balloons! It's stupid and overdone, I know. But think about this. I can get at least 30 or 40 kids to volunteer for the event. Just like your peace rock, Jenn. It was way too inspirational, and I saw my daughter's face light up when you pulled a rock from the little bag to give to her. She painted all the rocks in my walkway for crying out loud! Anyway, I can use all the messages I already made and create a few more. Then, I will buy two bags of balloons. I'm thinking the fifty per pack bag of balloons. I'll stuff all the envelopes with a single balloon, a hopeful message, and a pre-formed note about the mission. Then, I am going to rent a helium tank (I've got a good friend in the food industry; Will, you know, big Tommy from Mona Lisa), and he is going to hook us up with the air. I will then proceed to assemble all the kids at Frenchtown School and give them each one balloon to release! We'll have some kind of formal count down and let em' rip.
Now, on each envelope I will label the state of CT. When it eventually lands, hopefully someone will find the note and fill the provided unused balloon inside. They will package a new message, provide one balloon, and repeat mission. How many states do you think this can cover? Are balloons really bad for the environment? Will people just throw them out? And what do we have to do to get kids involved with the situation other than "I don't want to get rid of the balloon" and having fights ensue?
On another note, Will sent me some Taylor Mali video "stuff" a while back. I've been following Taylor Mali for some time now and actually read at a Dodge Festival several years ago when Taylor was the featured reader. Anyhow, I wrote a piece a year or two ago and really haven't done much with it or to it, but it is a "retaliation" of sorts to the poem by "I quit teaching turned poet" Mali. I really do like his work...very much. I was in one of those moods that just....well...felt like telling my side of the story. I could use some feedback or help because it isn't where it needs to be and may never be for that matter, but I'm going to post it anyway because I've had one of those weeks at school......
What Teachers Really Make:
The New Translation of Taylor Mali’s Poem What Teachers Make
I make coffee
Before the crows
Even think about tearing open the curbside garbage.
I make enemies
Because I care
To make a difference
And eat lunch
With a bunch
Who show up
Instead of work.
I make enemies
Because I don’t
Give a rat’s ass
Who wear them
Like pocket protectors,
Every other Friday,
It’s going to put a dent
In the oil bill or mortgage or credit card debt.
I make enemies
I don’t promise parents
Because the autistic child
Will always be autistic
And the alcoholic father
Will always be more of an influence
Because I admit
That I will never
Music or drugs or sex.
I make enemies
Because I teach.
I really teach.
I pick up the pieces of
A shattered weekend
And put it back together
By 8:25 a.m.
And begin reading.
I read their faces
I take time to stop
The out of control
From running all over their precious
I make enemies
All of those
I make enemies
With all of those
Who know nothing
About their lives.
I make it a point
Of bike they ride,
What movies they love
And what they’re going to eat for lunch.
More than a difference.
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Ok, so it wasn't a very good idea, but let me tell you.....I had the best intentions in the world, and nobody had a clue what I was attempting to pull off. My plan was to kindly borrow my daughter's plastic swimming pool, and using the permanent hose outside the grocery store which is there for plant watering, I was going to fill up on location. Next, I planned to use the discarded bottles inside the "REDEMPTION CENTER" and stuff them with random notes like "You're beautiful" or "Tomorrow is going to be better than today" or "Remember when you were four and laughed at anything silly?" or even "Please leave a happy message for someone else". Then I was going to prop up a pre-made board which read "Send an SOS to the World: I Hope That Someone Gets My Message In A Bottle".
Let me cut to the chase. It was bad enough carrying a huge purple and pink swimming pool through the parking lot and even worse to be asked "Sir, what are you doing? You can't set this up here."
I aborted the operation, but smiled heartily at the attempt and thought of pulling it off.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Saturday, September 26, 2009
So, this first post had to mean something to me because it means so much to you, too. And therefore it is fitting that I waited until tonight. It marks the beginning of tomorrow on many levels. First of all, in one minute (as I write) it will be midnight or the start of September 27th. I begin my day writing to this community of (mostly) folks I've never met! It also happens to be the night of christening fire for my new Vermont (handcrafted) wood stove which Will embarked upon a crazy mission with me to acquire. I sent him a "live" photo in order to be a part of the initiation. And finally, today marks the first time I ever left a bar and decided to not go home.
Last night I decided to paint. I never paint. I am not a "canvas" painter. So I made do and headed north just after 11:30 pm (Sep. 26th). Probably not a good move considering I was drunk but nonetheless motivated to have a pep-rally of sorts in order to kick this blog's effort off. The Saugatuck Reservoir was just up the road from Barcelona's, and my truck has enough oil paint and scrap lumber to do the trick. I figured on painting the moon. It turned out to be a terrible rendition considering a 2X4 piece of cedar and Benny Moore HC 38 have nothing in common, but I must say; it was one hell of a good time. Not to mention, it reminded me of my love for poetry.
and paint your own damn moon.
You can make it a full one, too.
you just feel like a sliver
and don't care
about the possibility
of all the world's oceans
from their unknown depths
and leaving us with
a cavernous rip. Tied
into so many knots,
I decided to paint
my own moon
my own face
plastered on the surface
and pulled tight
from speeding at the speed of light
because they say
you can witness the reflection
of every human experience
and I hope to find
Friday, September 25, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
It would be wonderful if like John Lennon, once wrote the lyrics for the song "Imagine" we had a world without borders. However that is not the case. But within our own worlds we can try and join our communities. Last March in our tiny Todos Santos community (Baja California Sur/Mexico) I organized the Todos Santos Wall of Saints project. 39 artists from Latin America, US, Canada and Europe came together with 39 children from Todos Santos for a joint project. The only language we spoke was "Art & Paint", there were no differences. It was a joyful event, which brings a smile to all when we drive by the wall everyday. This was one of several projects sponsored by A.R.T.S (Artists of Todos Santos) and The Palapa Society.
Monday, September 21, 2009
Sunday, September 20, 2009
this is the peace one day project i did with my students. got some rocks donated, every student at my school decorated them, i read them the book, "Peace One Day", by Jeremy Gilley, we watched the documentary (the Day After Peace), then i took all of the rocks and gave one to over 100 businesses in town to promote awareness about the day and spread the peace... hope you enjoy:)