Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Sex now, Escape later.

I feel like breaking up the ties...
I feel like letting my body fly and melt and expand and explode.

I feel like going from soul to soul...

From body to body.

I feel like seeking joy through pleasure.
Oh~ oh~ I feel like seeking pleasure through amnesia.

[But oooh~ What will I really find?]

Thursday, December 24, 2009

I don't like...

...fancy drunkards.

Happy holidays to those that enjoy them, and happy food to those that don't. =)

See you before 2010.

Saturday, December 19, 2009

Rojo.

Hay un planeta con rojizos pastizales.

El tipo no corre, ni camina, ni tropieza.
Sólo observa mi perfecto cuerpo en blanco y negro.


Las siluetas de mi cuerpo, silbantes, dibujadas por las hojas, son los caminos de aquella cálida zona. Silbantes, toman formas a voluntad del viento. En silencio.

Silba.
S u a v e

Suave, muy suavemente. Sola, muy
suavemente sola.

Acaricia la inexistente sombra -No hay sol- hay luz, hay rojo.

Suavemente...
Acaricia.

We.

The sky is so blue and big.
Oh~ oh~ So blue, and so big, and so boom.
What about us, babe?
Are we oh~ so blue, big and boom?

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

"...is a state of mind".

"Dada knows everything. Dada spits on everything. Dada says "knowthing", Dada has no fixed ideas. Dada dpes not catch flies. Dada is bitterness laughing at everything that has been accomplished... Dada is never right... No more painters, no more writers, no more religions, no more royalists, no more anarchists, no more socialists, no more police, no more airplanes, no more urinary passages... Like everything in life, Dada is useless, everything happens in a completely idiotic way... We are incapable of treating seriously any subjetc whatsoever, let alone this subject: ourselves."
Quoted in Robert Motherwell, ed.,The Dada Painters and Poets: An Anthology, 2nd ed.
(Cambridge, Mass.: Belknap Press of Harvard University, 1989)

Monday, December 7, 2009

“Call me Patricia.” said the little lizard.

Don't you just love that delicious moment of satisfaction?

Saturday, December 5, 2009

Melancholy

Awww... I will miss my Painting Professor ~

Miss Davinia, you are the best (L).

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

~

I like the tranquility of being normal and yet,
I love the expectation of being the different one.
..

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Expression.

Francis Bacon, 20th Century Artist.
1952.