Friday, January 7, 2011

a quiet room on a quiet floor in a quiet house on

twenty ninth street.

I've been thinking about:

Winslow Homer's paintings
the Berkshires
wind
Dostoyevsky
memory
the art of solitude
hard work
Montreal, Quebec
building things




my thoughts are mostly in lists and fragments. _____ complete sentences feel estranged.

i'vediscovered thatagehas no meaning.

1960's Harlem? i'minterestedin thingsi don'tknow and people who know things i never can becausei'd ratherhearaboutit.




i'malsointerestedinstringingthingstogether.molecularbonds.C L A R I T Y.

i want to paint ona canvas with black and white and red.


I'll leave you with the worst thing anyone said to me...which was yesterday, by an eight year old girl:::

"Give me a shovel and a grave."
"why?"
"you make me wish to be dead"


ce la vie...

k

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