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Monthly Archives: January 2012
lonely crowd.
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Tagged bob dylan, lonely crowd, no expectations, note, post it, vomit, words, writing
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broken face.
”Where there were eyes there’s only space” – The Pixies acrylic, pencil
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Tagged acrylics, art, broken face, drawing, i have no expectations, nick clarke, painting, poncho, the pixies
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finger painting…
is fun.
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Tagged abstract, acrylic, art, experimental, finger painting, fire, flames, fun, late night, no expectations, painting, playful, red, yellow
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domain
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Tagged art, auckland domain, autumn, climbing trees, leaves, nature, new zealand, no expectations, nz, photography, yellow
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book club: american literature.
I’m beginning to have difficulties recalling the books I’ve read over the last few years, so I’m compiling a list of texts I can remember reading and can recommend – for my own posterity if nothing else. I thought … Continue reading
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Tagged a farewell to arms, a separate reality, allen ginsberg, american lit, american literature, american psycho, art, beautiful losers, bob dylan chron, book covers, books, breakfast at tiffany's, bret easton ellis, cannery row, carlos castaneda, cat's cradle, catcher in the rye, classic, classics, cover, cover art, east of eden, ernest hemingway, famous, famous books, fear and loathing in las vegas, for whom the bell tolls, harper lee, hell's angels, hunter s. thompson, images of book covers, j d salinger, jack kerouac, jim morrison, john steinbeck, junkie, junky, just kids, kingdom of fear, kurt vonnegut, leonard cohen, light my fire, literature, lyrics, of mice and men, on the road the orin, patti smith, photos of book covers, picture, poetry, prose, ray manzarek, robert mapplethorpe, slaughter house five, the doors, the grapes of wrath, the old man and the sea, the pearl, the sun also rises, the teachings of don juan: a yaqui way of knowledge, the yage letters, to kill a mockingbird, tortilla flat, truman capote, william burroughs, william lee, words, writers, writing
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bus stop.
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Tagged art, auckland, cbd, city, downtown, photo, photography, photos
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money, not jesus
following homeless man taking loose steps down footpath playing the blues on his harmonica.. he’s wearing a blue Ford jumper stops to survey the damage on a blue Ford. Keeps on with the blues stopping at every metallic pole … Continue reading
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Tagged 3181, art, church, crucifiction, digital art, dollars, jesus, melbourne, money, park, poem, poetry, prahran, son of god, stonnington
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Rilke.
From ‘The Sonnets to Orpheus’ By Rainer Maria Rilke – translated by stephen mitchell. Look at the flowers, so faithful to what is earthly, to whom we lend fate from the very border of fate. And if they are sad … Continue reading
remember the time…
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Tagged australia, chapel street, drunk, girls, high heels, melbourne, photo booth, photography
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