Next Halloween

Mindfuck

Paradise Stinks

Lets take this show on the road

with Ottoman Love.

Summer Slummin'

Turns out im more of an all or nothin kinda gal.

Half an invite is like half a stiffie. What the fuck am I supposed to do with it?

The person you love is 72.8% water

"I don't want realism. I want magic. Yes! Yes! Magic. I try to give that to people.
I do misrepresent things. I dont tell truths."

Blanche Dubois.

Completely Innocent

"Have you ever noticed that a small creature, like a mouse or a mole, when faced with danger, they just stop? I've had big, long periods in my life when I was a lot like that. I just froze. It was not fun, but it was what I thought I had to do. And that's how I lived, pretty much, at one time. I have a hot memory, but I know I've forgotten many things, too, just squashed things in favor of survival. The only thing missing from my life right now is what I've got, and it's peace. I have more than I ever had ... and not as much as I would like."

We'll go ridin' on the horses yeah yeah

"Animals living in human society seldom have the right to self-fulfillment, they are always the mirror or the projection surface. Also, horses are simply victimised animals that cannot withdraw from their fate so they submit. They most often carry the load of too much "love".

Happy Birthday

Field better

I feel so home here. Everything is easier.

why do we spend our days conversing about what we're all up to? What we're doing, how we are spending our days, what we are doing for work, asking so many questions about what we have been doing that in the end, will not make us relate to each other any better. i do not want to talk. i want to stop talking, stop responding to emails, stop making phone calls and stop answering questions about my day to day existence. i just want to enjoy this moment with you for what it is. whether we drink, dance or listen to music. see a beautiful place and take photos, frolic on the beach. i want to experience with you, not talk about yesterday or next week or how busy i may be. i do not want to be interrogated and spend my day trying to make you understand. i want to relate on a level that will be easy. take the photo. take me dancing. take me to the pub. make me laugh. stop asking me questions about historical influence that has made me who i am, and enjoy me as i am now.

Popularised Vagueness

"“ambient” has been watered down into sub-categories like “witch-house”, “chill-wave”, “wave-gaze”..."
"music... continues to reflect the increasingly immobile position we are all stuck in; one giant sonic mush"

Maybe this is why I am craving steak.

Buffalo 66

I dont know why - but this film seems relevant today.

The Last and Best of the Peter Pans

"The boy himself is at once too simple and too complex for us to make any final comment about him or his story. Perhaps the safest thing we can say about Holden is that he was born in the world not just strongly attracted to beauty but, almost, hopelessly impaled on it."

Chest Aches

Im blaming it on the cigarette.

Kindred Spirits (salvaged works from said legs)

"Eventually you are alone. In love or out of love. In celebration or in criticism. Life is all about solitude"

"Nobody cares about my work. Not even the cat"

"I was lucky to meet friends who loved life as much as I did"

Theres rambling, but thats all I can make out.
If i squeeze some sections together, I get blue cellulite.

She lived and spent, extravagently, grandly and generously. She laughed lots and hated criticism. She walked away continually. Her friends loved her truly. She lived with men and women. In her big houses like communes. She was a walking revolution. Simultaneously so strong and so vulnerable.

She sits in bed with a bottle of whiskey, blankets everywhere, pens everywhere, mess. Or at a table and typewriter in an overstuffed room of papers, curtains, furniture. Disarray. A glass of white whine on her manuscript. The room is a-shambles but it is clean and filled with light.

Sagan

Every word in this film is mesmerizing.
So much so, that I took pen to thigh in my haste, in order to peruse the words later.
Of course, the writing is illegible and I now have legs covered in ink scribble.

For Gabby

Circus bazurkus

Pilfering Roids

"Hey you...im over here."


"Thats it. Im packin' my boxes"

Love

"Love is a choice that is experienced as necessity. At a certain point, one is overwhelmed by the feeling that one already is in love, and that one cannot do otherwise. By definition, therefore, comparing qualities of respective candidates, deciding with whom to fall in love, cannot be love."

"What else is falling in love if not such an act, a gesture in the face of impossibility? We will have to risk taking steps into the abyss, in totally inappropriate situations...We will have to reinvent aspects of the new.”

- Slavoj Žižek

I see the duck at the end of the tunnel

John Pfahl

Home again home again jiggity jig

Best friends are those who would rather wait to do something with you, than do it without you.

I finally understand, Hayley Morgan.

Well maybe not all alone.

On the road all alone