Archive for August, 2014

cucu

August 29, 2014

don’t ask me why, but i just had a bowl of tofu for breakfast. cucurrucucu, no llores.Philip Guston-  Tuscan City   (1971) (philip guston, tuscan city)nguan singapore (nguan in singapore) in Brighton Beach we drank some Belgian Leffe on the shore. Two girls in matching lime-green T-shirts approached us, each with a white dove in their hands: “Two Dollars For a Picture,” they recited. “Where did you get such beautiful birds?” we asked, and they didn’t speak English back. A rotund lady with a loafy bust hollered from behind us, in a thick Russian accent: “They are white birds from India! They come from India, poor white birds!” The two girls in green walked away and asked some other unsuspecting Shoebies if they wanted to take pictures with the birds. We saw women in swimming caps and men in Speedos, a truly European beach. The sun began to set.lee friedlander (lee friedlander)

somebody help me, i’m in constant need of eye drops

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August 23, 2014

alnis stakle crimea (alnis stakle)
Deana Kolencikova (deana kolencikova)
We compare ourselves by how we see things. We watch women in saris play tug of war. They remind you of samosas, your hungry for the ones from Back At Home, in New Jersey. The women remind me: that muddy river in India where ashen corpses float like canoes parting chocolate water. Who is the romantic?

But these women are in Prospect Park. The response to such a sight is What are you celebrating? Is it a national holiday? Woman says “Simply family reunion.” But there are hundreds of these people eating watermelon. How did they all get there? Maybe in a boat, like the canoes parting chocolate water. Maybe they got there on Viking boats, though, bigger ones. Left right left right, left, left. I laugh at imagining them arrive on boats from deep in Queens. Maybe they arrived on horseback like the Marlboro man on the tobacco machines in the Spanish cafe-bars I mentioned earlier.hotchip are from oxford, you know?
What would you rather be: a fish or a bird?
A barracuda or a shark?
Cactus or fern? Prehistoric or future? Star or ocean dust? berthemorisot (berthe morisot)

oooweeee

August 15, 2014

herge herge, ofcourse! carolstiler(carol stiler)

You said you were a baby at FoodTown, a baby at Burger King, a baby at Lincoln Cinemas. I was a baby at the beach primarily, in Spain, and I was a little kid there too, eating big crusty sandwiches with nutella or oily chorizo inside. I was also a baby in bar-cafes with linoleum tabletops and wooden bars. There were also cigarette machines with the cowboy Marlboro man and abuelitos drinking agua ardiente in their cortados. My roommate was a baby next to cows and a baby licked by dogs. I probably have a friend or two who were babies in tropical places. I want to meet a person who was a baby under a coconut tree and ate fresh pineapple with his or her first teeth.c867422205b5c5b9a2a45504aadc7352-large

how much can you carry?bertienvanmanen03 (bertien van manen)

happy holiday

August 11, 2014

the complexity and sadness of this song doesn’t represent the simple ecstasy i felt this birthday weekend. but you have to watch it any how because you want to know more about what it’s like to be a human because sometimes you forget: it was a very good birthday. we saw huge families in beaches speaking turkish and creole and barbecuing and chasing and falling in the ocean water for the first time. we jumped in a lake -cowabunga! i went- and then in the sea a couple times, too, in beaches with grey, still water. we saw cormorants and cranes and we looked up at the forest, there was a full moon. we stumbled through towns with boardwalk promenades and we cheered, to me. the waitress brought me a piece of cake and i blew the candle and nobody looked, which was great. just the two of us! but we couldn’t finish the cheesecake. i enjoyed watching others eat raw oysters. alessandrasanguinetti (alessandra sanguinetti) and the motel was one i think humbert humbert took lolita too, it had an algae pool and barking dogs and “hotel california” was playing from a next door room in the lazy sunset light. the pair of men at reception reminded me of the hunchback of notre dam. if you mixed the short one with the wide face and piglet nose with the man with googly eyes and a shrill nasal voice, it would have been the hunchback. we went to an aquarium and silently watched the sharks above us, the jellyfish in front of us, and the seals below us. a lorikeet squirted his poop on me. we left sand and grapefruit peels all over the rental car.franceso hayez (franceso hayez)

August 3, 2014

martica 001 (rosemarie cromwell)(c) The Fitzwilliam Museum; Supplied by The Public Catalogue Foundation asparagussssssssssss
falling slowly
back in the flowly
so many people
all sorts of colors
went on some swings
high, high, i went
on a boat, too,
breeze, breeze i’m spent
antoinebruy (antoine bruy)