Stillness is a peyote that shows what is real.

Posted 25th Mar '12 2 comments Posted In Still Sundays

March 25th, 2012

STILL SUNDAYS

 

New York City can’t make up its mind whether to continue enduring pain and stay in winter or finally move forward into spring and summer.

Stillness is a peyote that shows what is real.

You can’t jump into stillness, you work your way into it and realize it is a fusion of all sorts of coming together.

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It was in Paris when James Baldwin was first able to come to grips with his explosive relationship with himself and America. Of course that is not why I went there in 2001—I have never followed in the footsteps of anyone—-this is not a boast, just a fact, just how things have turned out ... read more »

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Still Sundays

Posted 18th Mar '12 10 comments Posted In Still Sundays
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Today doesn’t need a date, 2012.

Trying to understand how I see New York City and how an artist sees what is and is not really there. 

 

A weekend ago I was saddened by my inability to successfully articulate to another what is it that I “saw” in New York City. It is like a fairytale that is true only if you believe it. I questioned whether the lens through which I have viewed New York City is tainted with unearned affection. Something I have just made up!

I know many people who live here because they have always lived here. There are also people who have no desire to visit other towns and cities. And frankly ... read more »

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Still Sundays

Posted 11th Mar '12 8 comments Posted In Still Sundays

March 11th.

 

I thought we decided, I tell myself—all of my selves: the one who likes lazy days of lounging in the hammock made of time, the self who stares at a wall too long after a dream doesn’t quite add up, the self who questions every single day: do we choose to become this thing, this “person”, who writes?—-that today we were going to just enjoy a very still Sunday without words. A drive to Philly was in order to see my best friend, am(Erica). But she will understand, I told myself, like all friends who have been a close part of my life the last two decades, if I changed my mind last minute to write.

There ... read more »

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Still Sundays

Posted 4th Mar '12 6 comments Posted In Still Sundays

March 4, 2012

I had a dream the sky was such a fantastic blue that they were holding a contest to come up with a new name for this shade of blue.

My  team was made of the people with whom I am closest and we were trying to run our ideas by one another via email, phone calls, and text messages. At some point we got so absorbed in the process that we neither cared about this new color nor making the deadline of the contest.

My sister, in coming up with a name for this new shade of blue, had designed the most unique blue cards. My friend, (am)Erica, had decided to create a man with a blue ... read more »

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Bird Love

Posted 27th Feb '12 1 comment Posted In random, The Vault
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a few weeks ago near my work…i came across so many birds all at once…if i didn’t know any better, i would have believed i was indeed some tree…

 

“Bird” by Pablo Neruda

It was passed from one bird to another, the whole gift of the day. The day went from flute to flute, went dressed in vegetation, in flights which opened a tunnel through the wind would pass to where birds were breaking open the dense blue air - and there, night came in.

When I returned from so many journeys, I stayed suspended and green between sun and geography - I saw how wings worked, how perfumes are transmitted ... read more »

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