Spring Reading
In need of inspiration I went through a gaggle of old letters and was reminded of the time when our writing was light and lyrical. We played with language as though it was ours to invent. To give life to. To take away. Building castles of words that betrayed our deep imaginative lives. Nothing […]
A year ago: my memory was impeccable.
A year ago today.
I’d spent my first night in my new apartment, after bouncing around between a couple of friends places for exactly two months. My friend stayed over to help me break it in (i was nervous about sleeping alone).
It was mothers day and I called my mom.
We had breakfast at the Bistro. […]
Suicide is Painless
Don’t get excited, its not that type of post.
I did accidentally leave one show that I really wanted to see off my list. In my zealousness to get the tickets to the show tonight at Radio City, I forgot Ahmad Jamal is playing at blue note all weekend. If you’re into jazz this guy is […]
All I want for Summer
Ah, summers around the corner.
I’ve already made a small list of the things that I either hope to attend or hope you go in my place and report back:
Brooklyn Design: May 9th-1th
Eryah Badu and the Roots: May 9th- Radio City Music Hall
Les Nubians: May 9th- Blender Theater
NYPH (Megs in Tim Barber’s curated show): May […]
White Teeth
If you enjoy reading, and you haven’t read White Teeth by Zadie Smith, I’m not going to gasp in horror, but I will say that you should take this as the highest form of recommendation and get on the ball. Find out more about the book here and here.
I’d read the book a few years […]
the self and the other
“Being ignorant means not knowing the true nature of the self, obscuring our natural and innate correspondence with everything that is, and drawing a sharp line between self and other. That painful and wholly imaginary line is the fake assurance that we can do what we like: we’re entitled, and there’ll be no repercussions, apart […]
Say Yes…to list making
I woke up at seven am (the usual time) with a slight hangover. (see previous 3 posts)
At eight am I watched Lars and the Real Girl (worth seeing)
I ate popcorn for breakfast (I do what I want!)
(Dance Interlude)
Went to Dumbo for a lunch date with an old co-worker (who I don’t see enough of)
My phone […]
The beauty of an Ellipsis(…)
Nic and I got into a nice small discussion about our love for Ellipsis (I love to discuss things that surround the use of language).
For her it was the lack of permanence. Leaving something undefined…Never really committing to a statement…the idea that it was still open…maybe…
For me…it’s the idea that things might be carried on…that […]
Leaves Of Grass: Song of Myself
I CELEBRATE myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.I loafe and invite my soul,
I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.
My tongue, every atom of my blood, form’d from this soil, this air,
Born here of parents born […]
Lessons in Dating Yourself
Tonight was…well, all that you could hope and possibly expect from a night.
I was waiting for something to happen, my friends to appear or the night to coalesce and for everything to magically work out. Walking as I usually do from Chelsea south I ended up around Astor and decided, rather resolutely, that I would […]
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