Anthropology, paleoanthropology, primatology, cultural anthro/sociological theory, borderlands, identity, new weird america, americana, the 50 states, antiques, art, artists, travel, road trips, vagrancy, romanticism, irony, grandiosity, vintage photographs, photography, fashion photography, hiking, urban and rural decay, canon ae-1, nikon d50, lomo lca, lomography, fibromyalgia, feminism, gender studies, german, german culture and film, MBTI types, E/INFP, connections, people, sincerity, compassion, wandering.
I'd like to meet:
Gentle people. Sincere people. Sal Paradise.
My colors.
Music:
Folk, psychadelic folk, freak folk, new weird america, americana, alt-country, lo-fi, shoegaze, drone/ambient, indie pop, electro-pop, electro-folk, twee, and anything with a symphonic guitar sound, handclaps, or nonsensical lyrics.
Busy black roadway
Light scattered skyline
No sweeter promise
Smell of this highlife
Hole on my heart where a hill and a tree were
Score for a song thrush in that place where we were
Bring me a song of the sea…
Movies:
Aimee and Jaguar, Frida, The Hours, High Art, Lost In Translation, Mulholland Drive, Magdalene Sisters, Waking Life, Goodbye Lenin, Touch the Sound, Die Fetten Jahre sind vorbei, Barbarella.
Television:
The internet is my television.
Books:
But then they danced down the street like dingledodies, and I shambled after as I've been doing all my life after people who interest me, because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you can see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes 'Awww!'
Heroes:
Jane Goodall, Dian Fossey, Birute Galdikas, Donald Johanson, the Leakeys, Margaret Mead, Ms. Girod - my first grade teacher with the hot pink bicycle earrings.
