Archive for the ‘Journal’ Category

Art Prints Are Up!

Posted: 16th September 2011 by Lee Harrington in Journal
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In the past 3 days, I have had a huge (and seemingly random) flare up of interest in my work as a painter, specifically in my devotional paintings. Well, you asked for prints- you got them.  The images I was able to get high quality shots of have been turned into prints over at my [...]

Dear Lee: See and be SEEN

Posted: 15th September 2011 by Lee Harrington in Dear Lee, Journal
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Today a shaman wrote me, their own struggles painfully reflected in mine.  The difference was that my tribe had stepped up to feed me, and theirs had not. My fingers spoke back. I hear your feeling of isolation, disconnect and uncertainty around support.  For a long time, I felt very similar… though the feeling of [...]

Blown Away By Generosity

Posted: 15th September 2011 by Lee Harrington in Journal
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24 hours ago I posted a call for assistance.  Hoping to get rent covered, maybe the bills, fingers crossed. I have been blown away by the generosity and outpouring of love Aiden and I have received. Between paypal, checks we know are on the way, and other items, our immediate financial concerns are all set.  [...]

Late Night Gratitude

Posted: 4th September 2011 by Lee Harrington in Journal
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It’s 4am, and no rest for the wicked it seems… or less wicked, and more set for seeing what comes next. Through a strange set of circumstances, my Boy and I were approved by my doctors to travel, drugs upped and emergency plans made- and off we went by chinatown bus to DC for the [...]

Trickle

Posted: 20th August 2011 by Lee Harrington in Journal
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Another waiting room, another round of the same, the new. When facing the shadow of our own truth, where do we turn? Inward – Outward – Through Chapter 7 becomes a reflection in the mirror, judgement and projection painted upon my brow. Who do we become, when we are but ourselves? The screen clouds, chairs [...]

Distraction

Posted: 12th August 2011 by Lee Harrington in Journal
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I have had guilt over a processing tool I use. Distraction. Over the years I have had a number of different individuals, when I hit an emotional spiral and am spinning with my issues, say I have to keep digging.  I do, and I spiral deeper, deeper, into an emotional abyss- brands on my arms [...]

As the art goes up

Posted: 12th August 2011 by Lee Harrington in Journal
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Aiden and I moved into this apartment in May.  Every few weeks it feels more like our place, and less like a storage unit where we happen to have a bed. The first round of bookshelves went in, and the collections were combined. The kitchen was organized in a way we could both find and [...]

Our bodies have profound wisdom. This skin suit we have is so full of information, capacity, knowledge… it picks up things we could never hear, never see.  It understands things our conscious mind is never aware of.  I am blessed by my body, blessed for my body. And yet, how often have I not listened? [...]

Those words keep echoing in my head tonight. “I consent to the journey.” Today I interviewed Mollena, Dan and dawn for my podcast.  The conversation topic was consent, and the journey rambled from place to place, story to story, feeling to word to deed.  It was funny and sad and delicious… as it needed to [...]

The Art of Programming Exposed

Posted: 17th July 2011 by Lee Harrington in Journal
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So, I’m having this adventure… called Programming. I used to produce an event called BodyBound in the NW, a 3-day bondage conference for 50-80 people to dive into doing rope, rope and more rope… and a bit of non-rope bondage too for variety.  I did the whole thing myself.  Sent out notices, invited presenters, paid [...]