Friday, February 26, 2010
number 276 powerhouse
***Andy Warhol, Henry Geldzahler, David Hockney and David Goodman photographed by Dennis Hopper in 1963
Monday, February 15, 2010
number 275 thunderbolts from the planets
bb and i went on an adventure to hear what the planets had to say about our lives. on a train we got, up to the mountains, closer to the cosmos wondering what this person was going to tell us. reminding ourselves, this was not fortune, this was planetary and potentially way scarier than some lady burning candles telling me i was waving at someone behind a big wall and that i was going to come into a LOT of money (found no big walls to wave behind, and no money in sight yet).
someone used to tell me that i had a total sting - i have been convinced my moon sign is surely something passive, because i DO NOT ring true to the traits that are often given to my sign of birth...jealous, dark, secretive non forgetting, POWERFUL! not me.
i walked in with blue skies surrounding me. as she told me that all possible signs (most of which are dispersed among the 12 houses when you are born), were in the one 12th house, i was like what the hell did that mean??? she was silent looking right at me, and i was busy concentrating on not to do crazy weird body language to block any energy or give away any dark signs. AND then the skies turned black and a huge bolt of lightening crashed outside, i was like, hmm, what is she going to tell me next!!!?
'double scorpio i have never seen anything like this'..yikes, i am screwed.
well, it's all there. no knight in shining armor just around the corner, but she did say lucky i wasn't a man and maybe i should have been a cop...but a detective kind of cop.
i have been practicing saying 'stick em up buddyo' (bb kindly reminded me that is what the robber says, not the cop)...
***12th house in the skies...en route planets collide c/o praktica
someone used to tell me that i had a total sting - i have been convinced my moon sign is surely something passive, because i DO NOT ring true to the traits that are often given to my sign of birth...jealous, dark, secretive non forgetting, POWERFUL! not me.
i walked in with blue skies surrounding me. as she told me that all possible signs (most of which are dispersed among the 12 houses when you are born), were in the one 12th house, i was like what the hell did that mean??? she was silent looking right at me, and i was busy concentrating on not to do crazy weird body language to block any energy or give away any dark signs. AND then the skies turned black and a huge bolt of lightening crashed outside, i was like, hmm, what is she going to tell me next!!!?
'double scorpio i have never seen anything like this'..yikes, i am screwed.
well, it's all there. no knight in shining armor just around the corner, but she did say lucky i wasn't a man and maybe i should have been a cop...but a detective kind of cop.
i have been practicing saying 'stick em up buddyo' (bb kindly reminded me that is what the robber says, not the cop)...
***12th house in the skies...en route planets collide c/o praktica
Sunday, February 14, 2010
number 272 shy for the camera
bb and new edition luke were all brave telling me how good their poses were...um, camera shy all of a sudden these poses PITIFUL!
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Monday, February 8, 2010
Thursday, February 4, 2010
number 269 waiting
sorry - waiting is not the best. just waiting for something good or fun to happen.
one of my best friends did 9 months of waiting for the most wonderful present...A BABY! he does have a name, one that will one day make girls weak at the knees. but to me he is always going to be BANANA.
one of my best friends did 9 months of waiting for the most wonderful present...A BABY! he does have a name, one that will one day make girls weak at the knees. but to me he is always going to be BANANA.
Monday, January 25, 2010
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
number 267 boring
ok so last night i got told that the last lot of blog posts were totally boring. i know they have been...
as miss brink reminded me 'um, hello - i do think there has been plenty for you to write about - so post that shit miss wet tshirt'
so how does one small person get themselves in to so much trouble that seems not even worth noting these days? i guess start with asking the question to a friend 'what do we want to achieve from tonight?' i pretty much thought it was a simple question that could get the conversation started.
for some reason, i can't remember the exact response to this - but it was something along the lines of 'i would like to see something i have never seen before.'
interesting response (kind of). but i was like where the hell are we going with this? enter another contender to the conversation - to which the first responder promptly told him what his answer to the party starter would be. really, can't he have his own answer?? 'no, he wants to experience something new...that's his answer'! so we all ran with it.
'well, sounds like you 2 want to go see a wet tshirt competition'...i don't even think there was one blink that passed before i was the recipient to the first drink. it took less than a milli second for the other young man to kindly soak the rest of my white tshirt.
i like to believe there is method to madness - but when asked what on earth made them believe i needed to be the sole participant in this wet tshirt competition, they both answered 'you asked'...
um some how, this is where i remember VERY clearly...i did not say 'sounds like you want to see MY boobs wet' did i...
as miss brink reminded me 'um, hello - i do think there has been plenty for you to write about - so post that shit miss wet tshirt'
so how does one small person get themselves in to so much trouble that seems not even worth noting these days? i guess start with asking the question to a friend 'what do we want to achieve from tonight?' i pretty much thought it was a simple question that could get the conversation started.
for some reason, i can't remember the exact response to this - but it was something along the lines of 'i would like to see something i have never seen before.'
interesting response (kind of). but i was like where the hell are we going with this? enter another contender to the conversation - to which the first responder promptly told him what his answer to the party starter would be. really, can't he have his own answer?? 'no, he wants to experience something new...that's his answer'! so we all ran with it.
'well, sounds like you 2 want to go see a wet tshirt competition'...i don't even think there was one blink that passed before i was the recipient to the first drink. it took less than a milli second for the other young man to kindly soak the rest of my white tshirt.
i like to believe there is method to madness - but when asked what on earth made them believe i needed to be the sole participant in this wet tshirt competition, they both answered 'you asked'...
um some how, this is where i remember VERY clearly...i did not say 'sounds like you want to see MY boobs wet' did i...
Friday, January 15, 2010
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Monday, January 4, 2010
Sunday, January 3, 2010
number 262 praktica
get looking ...praktica... photo's taken by my leggy friend, benedict brink...
***she left me in new york, and went and took beautiful photo's
***she left me in new york, and went and took beautiful photo's
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