Archive for January, 2015

dedicated to princess me

January 23, 2015


(miho kajioka)Miho Kajioka

i’m trying to write shorter and shorter fiction.

the lady selling churros wore curlers in her hair. she said “look at the mountains, how they turn lavender.”bresson  (bresson)Maurice-Denis  (maurice deni)

the thai masseuse pounded and pounded my back and i couldn’t stop sneezing. “do you have i cat?” i asked.

“yes, two. that is why you sneeze.”

“yes, i’m allergic.”

“your shoulders, so tight. you are very stressed. you’re legs, so hairy, your boyfriend, gone.”David Hettinger (david hettinger)


January 13, 2015

tumblr_ni1ycon4C91qd1iyxo1_500 this painting encapsulates suburbia at the best of times.

the kids call me “ms. o” and boy-o-boy does it feel nice. children are ruthless with their imagination. these kids write stories about countries battling over nachos, narrated by chocolate chip cookies.

the yucca trees on the mountain looked like they’ve been drawn by a dinosour: scraggly and gold, from an alien imagination. it’s not new york here and i know because the sky goes from grey to blue to white, blinding, turquoise, lavender, plumes of cotton, tissue pink, blue, dark, darker, light again, dark, navy. and the mountains then become black cut-outs against a light-polluted sky.Hilding Linnqvist  (hilding linnqvist) the tangerines on the tree are yet sour but it’s fun to pluck them off and feel the water droplets from the night dew rain down on my arms and face.stefanipappas (stefani pappas)

January 2, 2015

tumblr_nhizv17hav1s0u653o1_1280 (pierre bonard, the open door)


new year’s eve was good. we made pizza and the best one had a lot of pesto, pears and arugula, walnuts, and honey goat cheese.

the san gabriel mountains turn purple

they misunderstood my order and put almond milk in my machiatto, which meant there wasn’t nearly enough foam.Siegbert Zanettini (siegbert-zanettini)

we went to silverlake and had margaritas and the waiters gave us baskets and baskets of chips and salsa. the southern california equivalent of peanuts. we watched the sunset with a couple hundred people at the griffith observatory. it almost felt like a cult. we could see the ocean from there.

Henri-Cartier-Bresson1960 (the good ole henri cartier bresson)

i feel relaxed

i play with chihuahua

under rainbow lights like candysandra weiner abigail heyman (abigal heyman)