Aug 23, 2010
Aug 17, 2010
Aug 14, 2010
Nicholas Galanin / Oblique Drift /
Alaskan artist Nicholas Galanin " The imaginary Indian" and "The Curtis Legacy" series etc...amazing....
Exiles in Lower Utopia
Aug 12, 2010
A letter to Wayne
Boise, ID:
When I see hightops I think of Paul who died when we were teenagers when we were really into cliff jumping and all of us punks churning with creativity.
I taste Doritos and espresso.
I hear Throbbing Gristle and the Bauhaus.
I smell 2-stroke engines, the coop, gun powder and thrift stores.
I see 13th street, sketchbooks, trees, empty buildings and dirty busboy aprons with chipped nail polish.
And I feel proud of us kids who burst the bubbles and skanked about like little rat packs.
When I see hightops I think of Paul who died when we were teenagers when we were really into cliff jumping and all of us punks churning with creativity.
I taste Doritos and espresso.
I hear Throbbing Gristle and the Bauhaus.
I smell 2-stroke engines, the coop, gun powder and thrift stores.
I see 13th street, sketchbooks, trees, empty buildings and dirty busboy aprons with chipped nail polish.
And I feel proud of us kids who burst the bubbles and skanked about like little rat packs.
Aug 10, 2010
Albino Rattlers
Had a dream of walking down a skinny canyon full
of white rattlesnakes everywhere.
Nervously I walked the red earth twisting with albino rattlers - while my love was waiting at the end of the canyon for me behind a rock or door. Beautiful snakes- so majestic & plump. They writhed and hissed as I stepped carefully amongst them; so hopeful I was to be in my lover's arms soon... ♥
Aug 9, 2010
listening...
"The sea pronounces something, over and over, in a hoarse whisper; I cannot quite make it out. But God knows I have tried." Anne Dillard
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