I’m walking down by the water in Monte Carlo… the big blue sea sparkling its harmonious melody.
The afternoon summer breeze lifting my hair, penetrating my soul with the glow of pink and orange sunset hues.
A sailor tips his hat nodding his head – paying homage to my viral femininity – . His eyes sway to the click of my heels for what seems like an eternity.
I’m wearing Chanel No. 707 on my fingertips, and 507 on my lips.
Carla Golian, 2017, oil on canvas, 40 x 50 cm
Passes by, passing me by,
I watch, as the train goes by.
Hoping it’s not my life,
Passing me by.
Sitting on the outside, looking in.
A couple of days after I drew up a sketch for this painting, on August 11, a train traveling from Cairo crashed into another in Port Said in Alexandria. It was an unfortunate tragic accident. Goes to show that sometimes, it’s not so bad being on the outside looking in.
Carla Golian, 2017, oil on canvas, 40 x 50cm
This painting is inspired by the Anime film, Spirited Away
I try to let go, to let go, to let go,
And to let go some more.
I try to hang on,
To the faith, to the hope, the beauty
I try to hang on,
To the promise that no one made,
The promise of the promised land.
The divine paradise.
To be,
Spirited Away.
My thoughts rise,
Like the notes of song,
Rising and Repeating
Over and over again.
Can’t get no rest from its insistence,
To repeat and repeat and repeat,
Over and over again.
And again, and again.
And yet again.
God save me!
Only God can save me,
Or myself.
In the circus of my chaos
It is everything but funny, to me.
Stormy, aye…
Dark and desolate, as we expect misery to be.
Yet still, and especially now,
the ultimate expression of the divine manifests,
The Light shines…
Shinning through the storm, the dark and the wind.
Rays of hope and faith,
Beauty and love.
You often shine through the sunset,
I see you through the music
I feel you look at me from the light of the moon
you light up my path,
sometimes you confuse me.
You are so close.
now I know
Yes, I know.
Why did you pick me?
had I always known?
did I want it, really bad?
all is God,
good
God.
©1996
CREDITS: Dolce & Gabbana, Mariano Vivanco, Giampaolo Sgura
Children are the most amazing creatures.
Come about to explore, to play the game,
Life.
Children,
so free and playful
are still children when they die.
In old age
they are still young
still the same beings
going back to where they came from
for another beginning,
another chance
to quest for the eternal freedom
from bondage of the cycles of life and death.
©1996
Dine me, wine me, caress me,
treat me like a queen,
shower me with compliments,
tell me there’s no one like me,
tell me I’m your woman,
your one and only woman,
your Queen
your Goddess,
your ecstasy,
lavish me in my femininity.
Wanting so desperately to please my Man,
My Hero, my Master, my God.
Keep him coming for more,
keep him wanting and needing me more.
©2013 Dreams of Love
With the sound of the truth, or was it anger?
it matters not, right now!
You shattered my heart into a million pieces.
Those words, that weapon
they’re playing in my head, again and again.
Tell me, did you mean it, or was it just anger?
It matters for tomorrow.
But today, the deed is done.
The stab in my heart, you can’t take it back, it can’t be undone.
Now, only time is my best friend.
Only time can heal me now.
©1997
