
I am emerging…my metomorphosis has begun Alhamdulillah 🙏

I am emerging…my metomorphosis has begun Alhamdulillah 🙏
My now……

Mutant Bevy
~~~~~*****~~~~~
Please lift Your foot from my caterpillar
It’s squished enough, one more step it’s gone.
If you leave it be, perhaps there is some hope
That something good will come from all this wrong
I think she still retains sufficient movement,
Could crawl to a dark corner, weave a safety net.
Inside her bright cocoon of metamorphosis,
There is a rebirth planned, Oh no, she’s not done yet.
And then with time, yes time is so important,
Her re-entrance could be especially refined,
So when her wings are drying as she’s hanging there
Perhaps her mottled beauty will be a rainbow for mankind.
All that pain was sculpted, made her a cosmic changeling,
She can sing the haunting song of a robin on Easter morn,
Flicks and tickles the elderly’s cheeks and makes them smile,
Alights on an open book of a child whose heart is torn.
Brings joy and awe for her strange colors are infectious,
Even warring factions stop to watch as she flies by.
She recites poetry in every tongue and makes no judgment,
Will be there in the speed of light if she hears you cry.
I think she’s hurt enough, now she has compassion.
I know that is the way You like to test and mold.
Just release her from Your Step and she will do the rest,
At the hour, place in her path a mutant bevy and
Behold!
Karima Hoisan
published 2006
Hi everyone,
I am suffering a severe flare up of my rare, autoimmune skin disease Pemphigus Vulgaris. It’s very painfully debilitaing right now.
I will be scarce and just follow doctor’s orders to hopefully go into another remission
and be more active.
I will try to keep reading up on you…might be more Likes and less comments…but believe me,
if I Like it…it’s because I read it…and I really do..
Hope to be back posting soon,
Love,
Karima

Bucktoothed-tomboy me and my dad a few months before he died
Please click play to hear my spoken word done to my own music written for the poem
What Child Can Know?…
(For my father on Father’s Day 2026)
In every old lady
there lives a little girl
In this old lady
she just got off the bus
coming home from 5th grade
and is standing in disbelief
surrounded by the cousins
she only sees once a year
while she’s being told
her mother wants to see her
upstairs in their room…
but she knows
and she knows
and she knows
her father has passed away
Not yet does she know
what that will really mean
how death is forever
and forever is eternity
what child can grasp
the concept of its finality?
Every Father’s Day
from now on until 80
she will wish he could
have seen, how alive
she lived her life
how she never forgot him
no matter where she was in the world
no matter what age,.,.she was…
she wished he could have been there in her life
so she could hug him each & every day
and every single Father’s Day and tell him
how she loved him.
In every old lady
there lives a little girl
In this old lady
she had no idea
that death would come
one night and rob her
of a father
and rob her of every Father’s Day
for the rest of her life
Because what child can know
what death really means
how death is forever
and forever is eternity
what child can grasp
the concept of its finality?
Every Father’s Day
from now on until 80
she will wish he could
have seen , how alive
she lived her life
How she never forgot him
no matter where she was in the world
no matter what age she was
she wished she could have had
him in her life
hugged him on each & every
Father’s Day and told him
how she loved him.
and told him..
how she missed him….
Karima Hoisan
June 21, 2026
Father’s Day
Costa Rica
A dear, fabulous, Austin artist & friend, Scott Rolfe (Assemblage/found objects) website or Instagram posted this photo on his fb page awhile back. He called her Eureka! because, of course, a water creature like a frog with fork feet would inspire that phrase…first used by the way by Archimedes …

“Eureka! Eureka! I have found it!” is famously attributed to the ancient Greek scholar Archimedes. According to legend, he uttered these words upon discovering the principle of buoyancy while in his bath. The word “Eureka” is Greek for “I have found it” and has since become synonymous with sudden discoveries or realizations.
So..I fall in love with Eureka.. I mean, who wouldn’t?:) hehe and I comment about it to another dear and very generous friend, who, spur of the moment style, offers to gift it
to me for my 80th birthday (Next March)… Exciting!! but… how to get it here, through the notoriously difficult and very expensive customs we have in our country (Costa Rica)
Ta da! This is where my daughter Poett comes in …in a big way!
She is the Commercial Director of one of our most remotely beautiful, high-end hotels
“Corcovado Wilderness Lodge”
Part of her job, is to travel the world (Sardinia, Marrakesh, Berlin, London, Rio de Janeiro, Argentina…etc and talk about the hotel in what are called travel road shows.
I find it amazing that these commercial directors from all over the world, make instant friendships as if they all knew each other in high-school.
Let me try to put this Instagram video that one of the members made of the Texas Tour
Poett introduces herself with them all What Fun!! Sorry this is only for Instagram users but I promise, if you are, it’s worth signing in for:)
Texas Road Show
Anyway she landed in Austin (home of Eureka and her artist) just in time for cocktails, dinner sleep and take off for Dallas next morning.. so, there was no time to meet up (aww) so Scott (sort of like a special agent, left the package at the front desk and slinked away avoiding the peacocks who were watching, listening, reporting(?)


So…the hotel came through and Poett now had possession of Eureka but this was no direct flight back to Costa Rica,… No no, Eureka wrapped for the trip continued on to Dallas, to Huston, Frisco and finally took off from Ft.Worth to San Jose Costa Rica, where you can bring things in your luggage (up to a point) with no taxes.. Who knows what the agent thought it was in the X-ray (smiles thinking about it) but Poett said just one word “Art and Eureka was allowed in:) Poett who normally travels super light had to use a bullet-proof” hard shell check in (ugh) to keep her safe. I told my daughter I owed her “Big Time”
Then we had to come to San Jose (no buses for Eureka) and bring her back in our car.
It’s a 4 hour drive over Death’s Peak” 11,300 feet (honestly that’s what it called but we got her back (and ourselves) safely
Then the hanging:) Quality control was provided by Bubbles:)
and my dear Karla..a good hanger, and Voilá she made it in time to be tickled by prisms
the next morning:)

and here she is.. in a place of honor on the door of my room:) Isn’t she fabulous?!!! Many thanks to ALL.. especially Scott, Popi” and the nameless gift-giver:)
I Hope you enjoyed this real life tale of Eureka and her Odyssey!!
Good morning,
I want to share a true labor of love, I have been creating in the last week.
This is not his life story (impossible to do that in 3 minutes), but it touches on the essence that was James. His family gave me permission and provided photographs to make this slideshow possible. My special thanks to his wife , Ellen Serber and his daughter Giovanna Melton ,for their encouragement and their willingness to make this slideshow. David Mackie (https://dmackie.com/photography) Took over 100 photographs of the garden a few days after James departed
100% Human -made no AI used
Please watch in 4K and enjoy!!
My dear dear friend, James Ottobre (Jimmy) who I have known since the 70’s in the Hollywood days, passed away, very suddenly to the other side, May 13th 2026.
We talked religiously every Sunday since his creative partner, Gino passed in January 2020. As you might remember Gino lived with us, part of our family for 35 years. He was my brother, platonic soulmate, house magician etc. and I did a whole installation in the virtual of the story of them both.
I have used Jimmy’s gorgeous garden photos in more videos that I can count and he loved seeing how I incorporated them:)
My WP banner has his store “Ottobre” proudly displayed…and I will miss him so very much,
My sincere condolences to his family, wife and children and all who loved him.
His daughter told me, a few days before he passed, he had been dreaming about creating a new fashion collection. James was an amazing designer, before he dropped out with Gino and some close friends, to live in Costa Rica. Gino worked with him as if they were one.
Jimmy and I discussed that once-in-a -lifetime working partnership, that I had with Natascha Randt (rest in peace) and he had with Gino, They are so rare.
I have a virtual cemetery that I have kept up for 18 years. Everyone who is buried there
was someone very special to me in either real life or the virtual. I even have my pets there.
Gino’s tomb was finished in 2020…and now very fitting, I have put Jimmy, by his side.
and here it is in video form to hear the sounds there and feel it. I come and lay here and listen and remember those who have gone before me. I am at that point in my life, where there are more on the other side.. than this one…Such is life…pushing 80:)
Rest in Peace Jimmy, dear friend and I can only imagine the beauty you will create with Gino by your side. Inshallah 🙏
From way back in 2012
Here I go again, celebrating the virtues of Second Life for fostering and facilitating different artists to collaborate and make joint projects to share. Joe Zazulak (Spiral Silverstar in SL) is one of my favorite machinima artists, so when he invited me to read a poem, not having any idea of what he might do visually, I said,”Yes!” because I know his artistic integrity. He always chooses wonderful musical backgrounds for his movies.
In “The Wind and The Moon,” poem by George MacDonald, he definitely implements a new style that I think fits so well with the odd but endearing poem. I read the poem over Joe’s well-chosen music, and the effect reminds me at times, of a children’s story book, but here, the static images move, and flow, and blow and shift and wane and grow.
I will let you be the judges:)
I am very happy to have added a small part to this project.
Please see in HD and full screen for best viewing… and Enjoy!
*Footnote: I keep seeing a political metaphor to this poem…in today’s world of 2026….but let’s not go there:)
Hi everyone,
well it seems I did get the privilege, to make another little promotional
video, doing voice over for a listing my son’s company has, and Yes…it is for sale.
Isn’t it beautiful?
Enjoy!