Marissa - ProfilesArchive

About Me

I'm looking for artists to network with in the Toronto area. As well as curators and event organizers from CAN and US.

My paintings - Marissatamari.com

Now that, that is over with...

About me:
She wears ball gowns every night and attends art auctions twice a week. She never cries, she simply smiles, fluttering across the room with her dainty feet.

Charcoals

My Interests

Yesterday I was interested in horses that existed 50 million years ago, the day before that I was interested in the structure of exotic plants, the week before that I examined the relationship between taste buds and prostitution, today I am interested in absolutely nothing. Except for staring into the wall, and ignoring the hunger inside of my belly.

P.S. I believe that the most friends a man will ever have is at his funeral. So as a warning to all of my potential friends, I will be the one to abandon you on your special day. I'm sorry to disappoint you, but c'est la vie.

I'd like to meet:

My long lost doll who worshipped me relentlessly

ps My birthday is on the 27th of April, but thank you for the extremely early bday wishes :)

Music:

I like to dance in the ocean.

Movies:

Susie Doesn't Exist

Farewell to Sixty-Six

If I were a Virgin After

The Slut and the Wishing Well

My Belly Grows Tomatoes

The Man Who Hated Flowers

Television:

I am having a love affair with my television, and I don't need to open my legs to get fucked.

Books:

I read a lot of biographies, essays, novels, short stories, historical dialogues, religious excretions, philosophical rhetoric, poetry about love and death and life and the air and water, and my lungs say your name every morning I awake... la la la...

I love reading feminist literature. It makes my pussy wet with violence and I get the most painful urge to suck my lover's dick.

Heroes:

Men and women who experiment on themselves.

My Blog

Lethargic love lives loosely

It is 8:20 am, and still I haven't slept. I keep on thinking about your face, and the way it looked that morning when I told you how fucked up I am. How deep my hatred is for the dirt sticki...
Posted by Marissa on Tue, 07 Aug 2007 04:34:00 PST

The capital of reason

The capital of reason.. where is it darling? Where is it but within the sickness of society. Where are you, but standing away from them. Them.. how I want you more than them and when you become sick, ...
Posted by Marissa on Mon, 03 Jul 2006 07:43:00 PST

I am back in Canada

I am back in Canada. Meanwhile, you are sick. Are you sick of me darling or are you sick of the fact that I have been gone for so long. That you have been without my pretty pussy for a long period of ...
Posted by Marissa on Mon, 03 Jul 2006 06:41:00 PST

I became a pony

I became a pony last night. A black pony with a blonde tail- imagine that! Imagine darling prancing around free from this urban box. Imagine roaming the brushes in search for your ass. Your magical as...
Posted by Marissa on Tue, 13 Jun 2006 01:33:00 PST

I deleted my writing

I deleted my writing and swore to myself never to write again. To never set my fingertips on the keyboard. To never pick up a pen or a pencil unless I doodle my words into pictures. I swore repeatedly...
Posted by Marissa on Tue, 13 Jun 2006 04:00:00 PST

I'm going out tonight

but first.. I need to clean the place! It's a fucken DISASTER! I was just listening to Afro Man in the car. He's fucken hilarious!!
Posted by Marissa on Fri, 09 Jun 2006 02:09:00 PST

Writing

Writing writing.. I saw Visitor Q.. it was shit mixed with some necrophilia and incest. I give it a six. I just saw Breakup.. it was shit mixed with the most nauseating Polak promoting, ...
Posted by Marissa on Tue, 06 Jun 2006 09:34:00 PST

Hello.

Hello. I am back at Canada. Home sweet home. Fuck Canada.. fuck the beavers and the maple leafs and most of all fuck Chuck Norris! Thats right. I said it. Fuck that motherfucker. Just this afternoon I...
Posted by Marissa on Sat, 03 Jun 2006 01:54:00 PST

a love letter from my fiance!

"I am a loser darling because I loved you more than anything in the world! More than the collisions inside my head, more than the sun on an april day that wont end. I loved you more than bruta...
Posted by Marissa on Sat, 20 May 2006 04:08:00 PST

I smell weed

I smell weed. Our neighbors are smoking on the balcony again.. When will you be home darling? I miss you and my pussy misse...
Posted by Marissa on Sat, 20 May 2006 08:25:00 PST