she is home

sweet home...

i really could

+

oh richard...

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Richard_Buckner

http://www.richardbuckner.com/

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NIToWtcSLfM&feature=related

the cops are here... watch your wallets...

the man who made our boards

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YVoNvqq7jrY

assume the position

the one position



you know


that's right for you...

and don't forget to breathe...

giovanni casadei

to

think

feel

see

to paint

so simply

so beautifully

http://giocasadei.com/

walking or gliding on the line

someday i'll give you something more.

until then


i'll just balance on the line...

well what do you know?

this much i do...

room with a view

you are being watched...

beauty is a six letter word

looking glass

mirror mirror on the wall who's the fairest of them all?

senses

i believe

i have 6
senses

touch
sight
scent
hearing
taste





faith

little towers

these words

make shapes

form

little towers

floating

in your pocket

in the air

before your eyes

form

an understanding

built upon

a foundation

of this struggling mind

i know you noticed i was indisposed of yesterday

when i think of the past

sometimes

i see

things clearly

like this

blog

from

paris, texas






this is who i am...

there are treasures out there

bonnard's model

vincent's palette and paint tubes



dewing

pierre himself


just a click away...

the field of dreams

kerwin at the plate

sometimes my life feels still

still life





still i have





a life still

no post yesterday

as i was attending a no-blogging convention.

it sucked...

there are somethings

i can look at forever





this is one of them

the only place in la

to be this night...





http://www.arielpink.com/

robert

francis

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rvxlZpaXb9U&feature=related

did i tell you i didn't cry

well i lied...

you're wonderful

Jean Rhys

BY ELLEN KENNEDY

I'm preparing myself for an extended period of loneliness

That will begin very soon I think

I've illegally downloaded two new depressing songs

I've placed a copy of Good Morning, Midnight under my pillow for easy reference

I've printed out the tablature for every Morrissey song I know so I can sing them to myself

Alone in my room

Just a few things are needed really

To make me calm

While I figure out a simple, clean, and effective way to kill myself,

With minimal stress for the person who has to find and dispose of my body

But I'll probably never think of a way

Because I'll probably never kill myself

I'll just lie in my bed suffocating myself with my pillows

While listening to the four songs you said were your favorite

And maybe burn myself a little with the iron

On special occasions

And the next time I'm in a subway station,

I'll stand a little further on the yellow line

Or maybe the next I'm at your apartment

I'll try a little harder

“When I finished reading Sometimes My Heart Pushes My Ribs I had to go to lunch with people in a restaurant with enormous beverages and misnamed sandwiches. I kept tapping my hand on the table and I didn’t listen to anything anybody said. All I wanted to do was go home to read and write the kind of poetry Ellen Kennedy writes, declarative and nervous and wild and free. This is the sort of thing you want. This is the sort of book you should buy and you should buy it now instead of having lunch with those ‘friends.’”

- Daniel Handler, author of ADVERBS

more about all this stuff @ http://muumuuhouse.com/

bird on a string

tie a knot

of ribbon

around gifts

you have

been given

july 4, 2010

rat-lands




day well spent

whatever

gets you through the night

it's alright...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1An-86_zJSE

there are things above

there are things below

and

there is nothing in between

11:59pm