You fell down the stairs into my arms and swiftly ran the other way.
And I heard the steady swell of applause for two drunk kids
trying to figure out which way was home.
They got lost as they were taking off each other’s clothes.
They realized there was a hole in the boat,
and with no lifesaver you try your best to float.

And eventually the sky ( Read more... )

This place could be so beautiful
You just can't let them pull that cloth over your eyes
Just keep on screaming, oh yeah

Ally's leaving on Monday afternoon, so I'll have the room to myself for almost a week. Yum.My next electronic media project involves Frost's "Design," Dead Can Dance, and footage of four-year-olds at a camp ( Read more... )

I hug my box of photo paper.

My camera!! The film! The lense! The dust!! Evil evil evil. Good to ignore and paint instead. Painting is so addictive. Bright orange and blue happiness. I want a peach. Plums work too. Yum. I love fruit. I should be a fruit farmer. In the Philippines. BANANAS. No no, peaches. Gasp! CANTELOPE. YES!!! Mmmmmm.

I burned myself with a blowtorch yesterday. Then I touched hot steel and burned myself again. I love sculpture, and I'm not being sarcastic. I'm making a big steel twig ( Read more... )

Excuse me while I run around in circles, crash into a stop sign, and get knocked out for a week.

LIZA SENT ME THAT ENTIRE JONATHAN RICHMAN & THE MODERN lOVERS CD ON FIRSTCLASS! Happy child, happy child, happy child --

I asked the father about the kayak, and he seems to be seriously considering it.

My hair bothers me. I want either to cut it extremely short again or for it to grow waist-length overnight.

Back to my flute...