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Feline09

About Me


I love the deep, hot, humid South--from the snow-white egret preening itself behind saw palmetto somewhere in a swamp, to the wrought-iron Fleur de Lys nestled in some hidden court yard in The French Quarter.

My Interests


Southern Culture and Southern Literature
DeadMule

LEH

Telephone EXchange Project

Early Capote

Harper Lee

John Kennedy Toole

Carson Mccullers

Eudora Welty

William Eggleston


Gerhard Richter


EJ Bellocq


Fonville Winans


I'd like to meet:



"New Orleans and the moon have always seemed to me to have an understanding between them, an intimacy of sisters grown old together, no longer needing more than a speechless look to communicate their feelings to each other. This lunar atmosphere of the city draws me back whenever the waves of energy which removed me to more vital towns have spent themselves and a time of recession is called for."--Tennesse Williams, "The Angel in The Alcove"

Music:

Benjamin Smoke

Nina Simone

Miles Davis

Glenn Gould

Wolfram Huschke
Angela Mccluskey
Cat Power
Mike Garson
David Bowie
WING!

Movies:


Grey Gardens
The Misfits (Director: John Houston)
Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf
Lolita
Gattaca
Magnolia

Television:


"All water has a perfect memory and is forever trying to get back to where it was."
--Toni Morrison

HBO: When the Levees Broke: A Requiem in Four Acts

Books:


Random Quote:
“In spring, the sweet young spring, decked out with little green, necklaced, braceleted with the song of idiotic birds, spurious and sweet and tawdry as a shopgirl in her cheap finery, like an idiot with money and no taste; they were little and young and trusting, you could kill them sometimes. But now, as August like a languorous replete bird winged slowly through the pale summer toward the moon of decay and death, they were bigger, vicious; ubiquitous as undertakers, cunning as pawnbrokers, confident and unavoidable as politicians. They came cityward lustful as country boys, as passionately integral as a collage football squad; pervading and monstrous but without majesty; a biblical plague seen through the wrong end of a binocular: the majesty of Fate become contemptuous through ubiquity and sheer repetition.”
-- Mosquitoes by William Faulkner, 1927