January 2011
will you drive me to thailand?
the last two weeks have been surreal, summer coated, and it doesnt seem to be wearing off. i keep waking up, expecting to feel different, that some of the magic will be gone but it doesnt, its not, its all there in black and white, lowercase run-ons and musical notes that i re-read and hum all day long.
im traveling across the world, tomorrow wont even exist, ill be floating around in the sky...
april 23/24
weezy. lets do it.
seamen →
“If you can’t say what you mean, you can’t mean what you say.”
knowing the difference between the storm cloud and...
“Spring dawn: Turning toward the storm cloud, I lost sight of the bird.” Let this haiku-like poem by Julius Lester serve as a cautionary tale, Cancerian. You’re at risk of getting so fearfully fixated on a storm cloud that you may lose track, metaphorically speaking, of a rare and beautiful bird. And the thing is, the storm cloud isn’t even harboring that big a ruckus. It...
“If you are just safe about the choices you make, you don’t grow.”
– heath ledger
my girl, hilary pecis, at guerrero gallery →
Adam Gnade: WHAT WAS THE BEST DAY OF YOUR LIFE? →
gnade:
When you talk to journalists about the things you’ve made sometimes the interview queQstions are less about your work and more about your life. (Or your life as you see it.) The best questions are the ones you have to beat yourself up over, and just a few days ago a very nice reporter asked me to…
WHAT IM TRIPPING OVER THIS MORNING IN THE PUDDLES IN PORTLAND.
“let me tell you something, the men around here might say they want coffee, but...”
– elaine carroll, as jane from mad men
