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chaos breeds images.
I recently visited the ‘Francis Bacon – Five Decades’ show at the Art Gallery of NSW in Sydney. I took along a pad and a pen and jotted down some words as I made my way through this incredible exhibition … Continue reading
none of this is true.
a piece i wrote up for freelove magazine. after reading some of my other work, they gave me the word ‘inappropriate’ as a loose thematic starting point, so i wrote this: ___________________ ‘none of this is true’ I walked onto a … Continue reading
love is now definable.
day-light-savings is fun because you get to time travel. welcome to the future, there’s a few things you should know. yellow is now called ‘realoper’. sugar is salt and everyone is asexual. the earth is flat again. they discovered the … Continue reading
hungover insights into the deep recesses of a shallow world.
strolling through st kilda east, a warm melbourne spring morning. a certain nostalgic, ambient romance gently permeates my human sensibilities. the smell of pink virginal blossom floats jovially – the city is stretching, rubbing its eyes and optimistically contemplating the … Continue reading
vaginas are boring.
vaginas in the young night green-light-flesh-reflected i’m sure it’s firm and tender but it’s nothing i haven’t felt before. vaginas grouped together tight in lost evenings of youth expected dressed up and down for town nubile ass on display the … Continue reading
innocent when you dream.
tom waits is singing about new orleans on youtube. there is an obese black woman on the muted television wearing an azure moomoo. i cannot think of the word moomoo without thinking of the simpsons episode when homer gets really … Continue reading
jack kerouac – lonesome traveller.
Excellent read. Wild loose erratic observant sensitive spontaneous poetic prose.
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nabar exist.
Waiting for the G train green line on the map from Queens to Brooklyn to get on the blue line A train to change onto the C at Utica Avenue en-route to the Air-Train at Howard Beach then to terminal … Continue reading
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Tagged art, new york, people, photography, photos, poetry, portraiture, prose, stream of conscious, subway, travel, words, writers, writing
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cafe mornings.
“Something that my hypnotherapist said…” I want not for your world absurd, watches, cufflinks and leather. Keep your perfectly ironed starched striped shirts that don’t enjoy the weather. “I think arrogance is healthy…” High profile campaigns will always wane … Continue reading
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justin maller interview.
I recently interviewed Justin Maller. Freelance digital artist and Creative Director of the international digital artist collective, Depthcore. “Maller’s own abstracted works are improvised explorations into his “chaos interior”. They are anecdotes of the spirit, flights into a final fantasy - renderings suspended in … Continue reading
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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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