“however an artist love the world, however he seize upon it, in truth he can never make it his own. whatever bold show his eye may make of subduing and devouring, the real forms of life remain untouched.” (Lawrence Gowing)
when i lived in Philadelphia, Malcolm used to make me watch Queer as Folk for hours on end. there were a select group of British and pseudo-British tv shows (including Jeeves and Wooster and Coupling) that he was obsessed with and constantly quoted from. a long-standing joke between us was that Queer as Folk (which […]
one thing i will say for New Bedford is that most things are cheap (i mean that in both a good and bad way). i was able to find a laundry service i could actually afford, and so i no longer do my own laundry, but drop it off and pick it up, freshly laundered […]
i have a very clear memory of the video for Annie Lennox’s “No More I Love You’s”. the thing i remember the most is Annie herself, she looks stunning, powerful, amazing and just a little bit frightening (in a good way). i didn’t remember the dancing boys in make-up. that was an added bonus.
and god. […]
i am completely stymied by the driving culture here in Neue Beige (which is how you say New Bedford in Portuguese). okay. so you know how you and another car are stopped at an intersection, a stop sign or a light? you have to go straight. they are turning left. you technically have the right […]
after culling through about six thousand photos, i have concluded that there is nothing i love more than a closely cropped saucy self portrait.
it’s a good thing i’ve bought a machine that aids and abets this addiction.
in a nod to my current studies of female painters of the Renaissance, i have named my new […]