Thursday, May 28, 2009
in the time before i really knew that time was even anything that could be wasted, i ate buttered sourdough bread with jam. my mother slathered the late night treat with whispers of silence to help me sleep. i was protected by feminine energy from the combustion of my conception, with lady ghosts tucking me into bed and mellow lullabies of bucha kuchen to quiet cries in the soft night. with buttered bread and jam i slept, with captured dreams i ascend tiny limbs and with fragile body i climb to ignite lots of stars.
Friday, May 22, 2009
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
movin on up in the world, i've got the most beautiful cherry tree outside my window, the colors of the leaves are different on the top of the leaf and underneath so when the wind blows there is a shimmer of different shades of red. it reminds me of photography and the feeling you get right before you create something.
Monday, May 18, 2009
can i create something for you? can i create something for you that you might not want to see? you might not want to see it, but you'll force yourself to see through covered eyes, catching glimpses through the spaces between your fingers. you'll see this thing i created and you'll love it so much you can't even look at it.
major shuffled by like he does everyday on his lap around the neighborhood. he starts at 20th and guerrero and hooks around down to 19th, comes around valencia back to 20th and up to his studio on the corner; the whole outing takes about an hour. julio and i sat on the bench outside the store as major rounded the corner onto 20th. he moved his feet so slow it took 15 minutes for him to walk 40 feet. as he passed us he gave us a thumbs up and kept shuffling. "i love that guy! he's always walking passed the shop." "walking? that's him running."