Sprituality, sensuality, combinations thereof, Ben and Jerry's Cherry Garcia ice cream, photography, outsider art, the written word, madmen, madwomen, physics (preferably meta), all things deco, various shades of red.
Eckhart Tolle, Jesus, The Dalai Lama, Bill Hicks,
Antonio Pontarelli-(plays electric violin-
first saw him play when he was 13 years old
and the child made me WEEP)-Gandhi, Frank Zappa,
Mark (Z), Tom Robbins, Bob, Buddha, an Indian
Medicine Man, and a New Orleans Voodoo Priestess.
Some of these people are 'dead' already. This does not concern me.
I seek kindred spirits. If you've read this far, perhaps you are one...
"Let me sleep all night in your soul kitchen
Warm my mind near your gentle stove"
~Doors
"Be yourself, everyone else is already taken."
~Oscar Wilde
(Really. My page looks better.)
"I don't want to express alienation.
It isn't what I feel.
I'm interested in various kinds of passionate engagement.
All my work says be serious, be passionate, wake up."
~Susan Sontag
Music is medicine.
Necessary as air.
"Music was my refuge.
I could crawl into the space between the notes
and curl my back to loneliness." ~Maya Angelou
Anything by Coen Brothers, Indie, What the Bleep, Chocolat, Memoirs of a Geisha, Spiritual Warrior, Basquiat, Out of Africa, Mists of Avalon, Harold and Maude, Benny and Joon, Panic in Needle Park, Requiem For a Dream, Anything by Quentin Tarantino, Home For The Holidays, 8mm, Cotton Club, Birdy, Thelma and Louise, Rent, Sunset Blvd, One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest, Monty Python and The Holy Grail, All About Eve, Casablanca, Scarface, Goodfellas...
Weapon of Mass Deception
Abbreviated list in no particular order: Tom Robbins-Hunter S. Thompson-Rob Brezny--Kerouac-Ginsberg-Burroughs-Bukowski-Anne Sexton-Marge Piercy-Anais Nin-Whitman-Emerson-David Foster Wallace-Kesey-Marion Zimmer Bradley-Eckhart Tolle-David Madden-Heinlein-Lewis Carroll-Alice Walker-David Deida-Dr. Seuss-Oscar Wilde-Deborah Taj Anapol-Robert Anton Wilson-Hesse-Pirsig-Vonnegut-Molloy-...
My Dad.
He gave me a library card when I was 5 and introduced me to Kerouac when I was 10. He had an old reel to reel and we would go to the basement and listen for hours to Billie Holiday, Otis Redding, whoever struck his fancy that week. He took me to see Tina when she was still with IKE. (I was like, 9 years old or something.)
I miss him.