Monday, July 26th, 2010
Mid-4AM ramblings and strung out on coffee
Listening to Metalocolypse and wondering where and why time slips away
feeling that 10 minutes of orange that happens every night in california and wondering why sleep at all?
you could have another coffee and keep going through whatever geek timebomb you are creating now
or scrap it all and forget about that sliver of creativity you forgot to write down
some things left over from the fog of humidity i used to live in – this city just isn’t the same, people sleep and any celebrating and you might have a sideways glance wondering who put the happy in your drink
but you’re always sober and you still have more fun
and those dregs of kindredness fall off the cliff into the pacific and you realize that there is no us there is only me and that’s how they think here
popularity breeds contempt, one of boy george’s more genius phrases, and it’s true and you’re also true
i miss mom-n-thems and red beans on monday
happy monday
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Tuesday, June 8th, 2010
Story Boards
Models: Meghan Claire and Nettie Harris
Tags: 2010, april, art, claire, fine, harris, ilford, meghan, nettie, new, nudes, palm, rolleicord, springs, wiseman, work, zoe
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Monday, March 1st, 2010
Here is a link to photos of my exhibition taken by Jason Constanzo who commands the use of a camera better than I command the use of my iPhone. Jason took some great pictures! Thank you!
Tags: exhibit, new, pictures
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Tuesday, February 16th, 2010
I was trapped in a box
in downtown LA
in the dark
i heard a lark say
let me out
i remembered the oak trees
the smell of magnolias lining the streets
the guy with the tuba puff puff puffing
along the magazine
school was out
my window was open
the smell of beer and the bakery
red, beans and rice
i thought i would go there that day for any price
but i was trapped in that box
in the dark
so i stepped out through my mind
and when i put on my mask
it was mardi gras again
and i grinned and flew through the dark
i heard the brass band
i felt the sting of thrown beads from mister tossed too hard on my face
i heard the dabloons on the ground clammering around
i saw the poor and the rich
together
on st. charles
happy
i saw the neighbors cats basking in that sunshine
i remembered my french doors that lead to the toth parade
and those stairs that opened right on the street
i felt the southern rain in the sunshine
and it was mardi gras in my imagination
and i knew that city would always be with me
in my heart
Tags: 2002, candles, gras, heart, love, mardi, mask, miss, new, orleans, poetry, portrait, self, wiseman, zoe
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