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From The Monument (1978) (#9) It has been necessary to submit to vacancy in order to begin again, to clear ground, to make space. I can allow nothing to be received. Therein lies my triumph and my mediocrity. Nothing is the destiny of everyone, it is our commonness made dumb. I am passing it on. The monument is a void, artless and everlasting. What I was I am no longer. I speak for nothing, the nothing that…
We’re going to Cafe Rose Nicaud tonight to see a movie the New Orleans Afrikan Art and Film Festival is presenting, Abel Raises Cane – showtime is 7:30. Be there or be a big blob.
Flannery O’Connor called it the habit of art, the practice of sitting down daily to write and develop an idea that is never precisely the same. What about the repetition of winter days – of the winter blahs? I was speaking to someone today who told me that she went home with a six pack of beer and cigarettes and even the simple pleasure of cracking open a cold can of beer and lighting up…
A neighbor sent this link that is great departure from the norm. What I also love is this comment: i wish I could read every book in the world – 57 thousand views i wish i could fuck every girl in the world – 9 million views The music industry sure is messed up.
Last night one of Tin’s favorite babysitters came to watch him while we went to a dinner party. She was still enthusiastic about a game that her friend had put together last weekend, where she and her friends spent four hours going from thing to thing they had to do – making a stranger brush your teeth, walking someone’s dog, and all sorts of (for a teen) outlandish things. Listening to her excitement just made…
I am a notorious list maker and I’m trying to stop it. But today I sent a list of things to do to some people visiting here for the first time and it was sort of ridiculous. Take this one night on February 17th – an ordinary Thursday right? Luke Winslow King playing at Three Muses, Jon Cleary at DBA and the Stooges Brass Band at HiHo. And of course that competes with Vaughn’s with…
My writing table is so beautiful, I could only hope that anything I write on it would approach its beauty. Here is a shot of the top before it was assembled – this is a piece of bookmatch walnut (split down the middle) – just gorgeous. My neighbor is a wood artisan and collects gorgeous pieces of wood and then makes beautiful pieces of furniture. You should see the pecan table he made for their…
Getting the word out that 14 year old girl needs blood – A negative – very rare. If you have it and would donate, here is the link.
End of last week, I was walking through the park on a lovely day and the ducks were fucking like mad. All I could think was more ducks. Because come spring there would be ducklings galore from all this carrying on. Well today, I saw nasturtiums in one neighbor’s yard and daffodils in another. What goes on? Is it spring already? Sure enough I had been thinking about the groundhog and what he saw and…