mason jars,humans in animal masks, walks with no destination, swimming in rivers with all my clothes on, yoga, shakin a tail feather,mash-ups, staring at my material collection thinking one day i'll make myself a wardrobe, halloween, dusting and organizing my records,bells, drinking wine,old barns and shacks, cutting pictures out of my magazines gettin confused and wondering who massacred my magazines,chasin peacocks,skeletons and skulls,drinking more wine, using the term "dumpster slut", collecting thread bare shirts,dia de los muertos,drawing hearts with my finger tip on random sufaces and then sighing, american apparel models(those chicks are very attractive and slutacious),stained glass bottles,old photos,costooooms!!!!
Edgar Allen Poe, he owes our love child a trip to the museum....MEL KADEL...JAMES JEAN...ANNA GASKELL...DICK BRUNA...MARK RYDEN...ALEX GREY...EDWARD GOREY...RICHARD BRAUTIGAN...ANYBODY FROM THE SEDARIS FAMILY...NICK DRAKE( i want to give him a hug)...AND OF COURSE---My real mother and father...BOO HOO!!!
the city of lost children, steel magnolias, crooklyn....you know- french films about female southern cyclops that are attacked by one armed african american youth that pass the days by huffing glue....suspiria, the original wicker man, horror hotel, alice sweet alice, gummo, amelie
5 hour specials about rasputin via the history channel,robot chicken,cowboy bebop,flcl, charm school,what perez says, LA Ink(girl crush induced guilty pleasure), gilligans island, ATHF,girlfriends (ethnicity induced guilty pleasure),....other stuff.
besides the Lorax which will forever hold my heart, the answer is i dont read books. i read magazines- on our backs, juxtapose, black book, flaunt, dazed and confused, vogue, W, fader, paper, paste, wyws, WWD, Mean, Soma....ya know. industry shit.
NO HEROES....JUST PEOPLE I WANNA DACE WITH AND KISS!!!! OOOOOHHH AND NAPS TOO!