December 2009
6 posts
thirty-six hours. Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit.
That’s essentially the current limit of my ability to verbalize my thoughts.
Additionally, it has been seven months, CaliforniaNewYorkMichiganMassachusettsParisFlorida.
Happy holidays~
P.S. I hope you don’t see this before tomorrow the painting has to be a surprizzzzze!
Eight more days!
We have waited so long for this.
“As they passed by the marshes, Dr. Urbino recognized their oppressive weight, their ominous silence, their suffocating gases, which on so many insomniac nights had risen to his bedroom, blending with the fragrance of jasmine from the patio, and which he felt pass by him like a wind out of yesterday that had nothing to do with his...
The Orchard
Last night we went out to the orchard in the snow There in the constellations, a big dipper far below We walked through the blackness, felt the endless space around And you bent down on your knee and picked an apple from the ground Out past the forest where the Saint Lawrence lies We heard the cargo ships go pushing through the ice You turned when we heard them, your breath hung in the air And...