Sunday, September 28, 2008

small men must keep silence

Therefore, my dear Sir, I could give you no advice but this: to go into yourself and to explore the depths whence your life wells forth; at it's source you will find the answer to the question whether you must create. Accept it as it sounds, without enquiring too closely into every word. Perhaps it will turn out that you are called to be an artist. Then take your fate upon yourself and bear it, it's burden and it's greatness, without ever asking for that reward which might come from without. For the creator must be a world for himself, find everything within himself and in nature to which he has attached himself.
--Rainer Maria Rilke [February 17, 1903]

Friday, September 26, 2008

my thursday was better than yours

Pretty sure. Thank you SF Moma and great company.

Frida Kahlo exhibit.

Serious highlights from the rest of the night:

Half-Life of a Dream: Contemporary Chinese Art from the Logan Collection

"This is the land of dreaming, in which the context is vivid, but the particulars are hard to grasp." --Jeff Kelley


I love this Rothko, and my time spent sitting in front of it.
From the permanent collection.

This is how I understand the world and what it feels.
This is how I see/meet/know.

Thursday, September 25, 2008


I'm an aunt!!

The Adventures of Baby Stenz

The Stenslers are going to be parents, and I am going to be an aunt, I'm going to be an aunt, I'm going to be aunt!!

Sunday, September 14, 2008

he was deep like a graveyard, wide like tv

things at home are coming together. today was a great day of making things beautiful-- in my home and out. i love this wall.

Monday, September 8, 2008

Radiohead is for something special.

There is a list of people I do not know (as well as several I do know) whom I feel permanently indebted to for the affect they have had on my soul.

Thom Yorke is definitely on that list.

"i dont wanna be your friend, i just wanna be your lover, no matter how it ends no matter how it starts. forget about your house of cards and i'll do mine."

Autumn blew the quilt right off the perfect bed she made.

I've been called "different" by several boys on multiple occasions lately, and it's piqued some thought in me. Phrases have included "intriguing," "a-typical," "not-cookie cutter," and the ever unifying word "different." It occurred to me earlier this summer how interesting it is that so few years ago we aimed for homogeny, being like everyone else, fitting in while now we strive for the opposite, to be unique, noticeable, distinct; I drive at my own created style and signature touch.
Even tho it has been my unrealized goal to be different, my inability to attract or retain a boys attention, and the recent comments on my being "different" begs the question of is different an attractive quality or a hindrance to getting a date? Where is the line drawn between different-attractive and different-weird? Also, if I'm so different, why do I attract the same type of boys?