i will fortify our landscape of exhaustive (peaceful) meanderings anew.

led zeppelin.
el bosco.
matisse.
gustav klimt.
kandinsky.
henry darger.
janis
robert indiana.
dennis hopper.
stephen shore.
mary ellen mark.
bill owens.
marlène dumas.
andy warhol.
thelma+louise.
tracy emin.
abelardo morrell.
the golden ratio.
john wesley.
uta barths.
lisa yuskavage.
native american babe.
fred tomaselli.
yoko ono.
welcome indians.
dreamcatching above my bed. by ADF.
google growth.
ever thankful. (stolen from paul smith)
+

my love is building a building... (XII)

by E. E. Cummings

my love is building a building
around you, a frail slippery
house, a strong fragile house
(beginning at the singular beginning

of your smile)a skilful uncouth
prison, a precise clumsy
prison(building thatandthis into Thus,
Around the reckless magic of your mouth)

my love is building a magic, a discrete
tower of magic and(as i guess)

when Farmer Death(whom fairies hate)shall

crumble the mouth-flower fleet
He'll not my tower,
laborious, casual

where the surrounded smile
hangs

breathless

if you don't have the win, you may not find the way.

the forgotten bonus of a car is driving around to the tunes of now....these are two songs i've been trolling the pop hip hop stations for...

black and yellow by wiz khalifa

+girl you be killin em by fabolous...
word.

andy warhol can't get the ketchup out.

i've read quite a few of his books, autobiographies, diaries et al+am still surprised+delighted with his queer+wondrous ways.
also, that napkin seems really crunchy.

happy thursday y'all.

back to life, back to reality.

the home is where the corazon

an easy breezy trip home..including a happy 4 hr delay, which led to a goodbye lunch with mi senor and back to the aeroporto...
it's been a magical month and i'm delighted to be home..

+ yea, my car service driver really brought me back right, this globe sure sparkled the whole way home through bklyn/queens...gotta love some kitch.

go hug a tree.

happy earth day!
we're going to jersey.

xL

i can't help myself from my guilty pleasures.

Lindsay Lohan's eHarmony Profile from Lindsay Lohan

my fingers are crossed for miss lady lo...the ronson's may have dropped her but at least will ferrell likes you,that's gotta mean something in the scheme of things.
(thanks for the tip-off miss KBB)

i'll be watching..

+i'm tivo-ing for anyone who can't.

we left you as we rounded the corner.

janis at 14th st diner. saturday.
sari hungry. ave a. saturday.

her saturday morning funnies..

(click to enlarge)
i can't remember whose blog i snagged his from..but it made me feel rather glad...i've been wainting for some fotos to be hung for quite sometime and mi amor has been waiting for me to cook tacos..c'est la vie. i might eat a brownie)

tdk tuesday.

featuring warhol+a radical tv

a week of cinematic meanderings...

all these (due to our new discovery of instantly streaming netflix!) and an iFC screening of memorial day, produced by my buddy hunter.
(p.s. i'm frickin' sickE + not glad about it).

cold flowers in her hair.

full disclosure: i spent a good chunk of high school as a neo-hippy deadhead..jammin' out to bootlegs of the grateful dead's epic live shows..now, while i no longer rock handmade calico+cordouroy backless tops+have little to no interest in listening to 15 minute meandering songs, i still hold a deep+loving affinity towards jerry+the crew. this video is from a 1969 playboy channel live show with a little convo btw sir garcia+senor hefner, 2 amazing pop icons..i figured now would be a good time to post this, as i think the GD is in a midst of a hardcore resurgence, i've heard songs featured on playlists in shops+cars on both coasts.

homies have some.

(at the home of the frequency+front stage with petty cash)