kindness.tolerance.gratitude.forgiveness.philanthropy. idealism.resilience.peace. love. hugs. kisses. small furry animals. cozy woolens. hummingbirds. bees. ferns. all things nautical. fresh air. spring rain. gardening. baked goods. i am interested in art. in skin. in glass. on walls. on canvas. the gurgling stew. the boiling kettle. the aroma emanating from the oven. i am demonstrative in love. i often utilize the aforementioned media to express it. join me. can we just effin look after eachother? save the cutting of throats and stepping on of toes for those pricks out there? i care not if i sound like some faggot pagan girl, i am keeping it lit. the light's coming back, it is the nature of things.
people who like making art. serene elderly people who knit and bake. those with blank skin that cries out for ornamentation. collaborators. those who are generous in spirit and heart.
oy vey. the list is miles long... all time faves: birthday party, nick cave et badseeds, the clash, the damned, elvis costello, ancient talking heads, some old ass who, kinks, always about the stones, the beatles,X,portishead, massive attack, tricky, (the mid nineties boot knockin variety), charlie parker,miles davis,billie holiday,john coltrane,louis armstrong,astrud and all the other gilbertos, tom waits, lounge lizards, john prine, tim buckley, jeff buckley, elliot smith,(*god help my self indulgent melancholy)... when i am all perimenopausal, i feel a little bonnie raitt, annie lennox, old old ass eurythmics... feeling very mod lately. all about the jam and paul weller's subsequent solo endeavors, but not so much recently, though he is still panty peeler. gorillaz. radiohead.verve remixes. television. roxy music. new order. (old not new). underworld. then there is the grizzly techno side...love to throb it. chemical brothers, fatboy, prodigy, (STILL living off the fat of the land!!), jon spencer and his explosions, have many guilty pleasures that i can't even list coz i am so gay-yuh. anything percussive and sometimes jazzy, but scatting gives me hives. big fat drum and bass, and even the old ska... in the words of kurt vonnegut, "music is proof that god exists".
too frikken much. alice's restaurant. cocteau's beauty and the beast. a picnic at hanging rock. rushmore. the royal tenenbaums. the life aquatic. last temptation of christ.camille claudel. basquiat. snatch. rosemary's baby. carrie. (especially when dubbed in spanish). almodovar joints. woman on the verge. lost in translation. ghost world. crumb. heavenly creatures. eternal sunshine of the bla bla bla. being john malkovich. adaptation. the secret of roann innish. gregory's girl. female trouble. the joints of john waters. raise the red lantern. the lover. ran. kill bill. duh... oh christ, get it already? i went to art school. i am a fag hag...
too brokedick for cable. when ama jonesin, youtube.
toulouse-lautrec, klimt, schiele, kandinsky, vincent fucking van gogh, gaudi, hundertwasser, dali, o'keefe, kokoschka, waterhouse, singer sargent,alice walker, jamaica kincaid, toni morrison, ahhh i could carry on and on and on...those who create beauty and peace in the face of dire circumstance. those who are compelled to convey the truth despite the consequence. bla bla bla.