Cold pavement indeed
the night you died,
murdered;
but the airborne drop of blood
from your wound
was a seed
your mother sowed
into hard ground –
your life’s length doubled,
unlived, stilled,
till one flower, thorned,
bloomed
in her hand,
love’s just blade.
Guest-Directed Self-Portrait #02
Marilyn Monroe’s 1955 New Year’s resolution list,
“Must make effort to do
Must have the dicipline to do the following –z – go to class – my own always – without fail
x – go as often as possible to observe Strassberg’s other private classes
g – never miss actor’s studio sessions
v – work whenever possible – on class assignments – and always keep working on the acting exercises
u – start attending Clurman lectures – also Lee Strassberg’s directors lectures at theater wing – enquire about both
l – keep looking around me – only much more so – observing – but not only myself but others and everything – take things (it) for what they (it’s) are worth
y – must make strong effort to work on current problems and phobias that out of my past has arisen – making much much much more more more more more effort in my analisis. And be there always on time – no excuses for being ever late.
w – if possible – take at least one class at university – in literature –
o – follow RCA thing through.
p – try to find someone to take dancing from – body work (creative)
t – take care of my instrument – personally & bodily (exercise)
try to enjoy myself when I can – I’ll be miserable enough as it is.”
— via ListsOfNote
“Kuen Kuen Lueng Lueng” by Sroeng Santi
Louis Armstrong & His Hot Five, feat. Earl Hines: Basin Street Blues, December 4, 1928
“Louis Armstrong and His Hot Five play the Basin St Blues, named after the famous New Orleans French Quarter avenue. The regular group of Johnny St Cyr on banjo, Lil Hardin on piano, Kid Ory on trombone and Johnnie Dodds on clarinet is not heard on this cut. On this recording, we have Mancy Cara on banjo, Jimmy Strong replacing Dodds on clarinet, Fred Robinson takes over on trombone, Earl Hines replaces Lil on piano and with his celesta, and Zutty Singleton is added at drums. Of course, Louis Armstrong leads with his cornet and vocals. This recording was made for Okeh on December 4, 1928 in Chicago.”
“Regular John” by Queens Of The Stone Age (1998)
According to LastFM, I listened to this song more than anything else in 2011.
I often write on the stairs.

Time is slower there.
Guest-Directed Self-Portrait #01

This is my attempt at following Molly Peck’s directions for a self portrait:
“(written for a right-handed person; if you are left-handed, please mirror the directions; if you have limited dexterity or mobility, a tripod or camera placed on windowsill will work as well) Use a camera (or lens) that will allow you to focus fairly close (arm’s-length) If you choose to wear a garment, choose something that says as little as possible about time and place and identity. Locate a window that provides enough sunlight to act as your only light source (if you have several to choose from, try them all to see which light you like best. Extra points if your window is near a corner so that a second wall will be at your back if the window is on your right) Raise the blinds, open the curtains…let in the sunlight. Stand with your right side almost touching the window sill. Step back the length of your foot, then sit on the floor. (If there are objects behind you that can be easily moved, move them out of the frame) Place your right elbow on the window sill, holding your camera aimed at your face from slightly above and to the right (it may be easier to let the back of your hand touch the window glass). Think posture thoughts (a balloon attached to the top of your head?) to elongate your neck even if you are in a slouching or crouched position. If you (like me) easily get a double-chin in pictures (only if you don’t like it!), think about invisibly smoothing your double-chin-prone area forward into space. Try not to say anything specific with your mouth. Place the pad of your left middle or index finger, if they are available to you, into the hollow above your collarbone. Convey longing in all of your fingers. Look down with your eyes (or close your eyes), and think about crushing disappointment (either feeling it, or causing it). Inhale. Exhale. Relax your shoulders. Just as you are about to press the shutter, look directly up into the center of the lens (as if you are actually looking into eyes that matter very much to you) while remembering our capacity for forgiveness. Press the Shutter. That’s it. The tumblr tag feature doesn’t work very well, so please let me know via ask if you post one so that I can share it. Feel free to tag it GuestDirectedSelf also (it couldn’t hurt, right?). Everyone who participates in this self-portrait will have a turn to direct a self-portrait for everyone else (I’ll figure out the logistics of that shortly– maybe guest-director order will be dictated by order in which first-participation-shots are received?)”
You can read more about the project here and see the other submissions for this prompt here.
Did I mention my Dad has his own Wikipedia page?

