Thursday, July 05, 2007
how to: become a babushka
have you ever wondered why russian girls can sometimes make such a dramatic shift from gorgeous devushka to boxy babushka in only a few short years? I certainly have. And so I decided to do some research
goodbye moscow
... just arrived in dublin ....
... with the vague, completely unfounded conviction that I'll be back in Moscow soon ...
... though I suppose, you never really leave?
Friday, June 29, 2007
moscow cafe scene
just try not to make eye contact with the enormous transvestite sitting right opposite you
Labels: 5 stars, moscow, photography
Thursday, June 28, 2007
moscow haze
Saturday, June 23, 2007
moscow underpasses: turgenevskaya
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
the sky's coming down on you, young man
Monday, June 18, 2007
Somehow the heat of pillow gives me the impression
If I could just keep concentrating
on all the little pieces
at once
They would finally fit:
No seams or edges or headaches
and the wind would turn cool
Heavy with sleep
Labels: photography, poetry
Sunday, June 17, 2007
colorado / to unload my head
so what / if I am / lost
see more cooberton
Labels: boulder, colorado, cooberton, modest mouse, photography
Saturday, June 16, 2007
heart away / head to stay
Friday, June 15, 2007
And how all of this really / Means nothing to me
can't stand the chill
The moments just add more moments
No matter the spaces between
Concentration has its affect
To roll on the shadings
Give shape to the demands of skin
Labels: poetry
Thursday, June 14, 2007
... and wished her mind could flow into that easy, babbling current ...
Mutant scales wreck dirty Music
On the side of my paint-chip brain
White with texture, hollow tension
In keeping out the noontime heat
The drills bear in, to pull at the spaces
Syncopate from temple to tongue
Its strings draw out, sharp for friction
And cast me back into the sun
Labels: photography, poetry
variation on irish sunset
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
How to: Get Drunk Fast
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Wht is he looking forward to indeed
Statue where the Russian kids and middle-aged drunks drink on weekends and public holidays...
communist hero...
next to a western-style mall...
ah but my nerves are too lipsy to take this all any further...
Labels: moscow, photography
Monday, June 11, 2007
Palo Alto
Oh You imitation of life
All the trappings of order distilled
While lifting the flag of nerves and destruction
To chase away the dark
Of perfectly lined streets
Labels: california, palo alto, poetry
Sunday, June 10, 2007
How to: Get into Premieres
Tuesday, June 05, 2007
She slides up and
She slides up and kisses me
Skinny, in those limegreen panties
She whispers she loves me
Heavy, like a bag of bricks
Labels: photography, poetry
Monday, June 04, 2007
abstract: moscow bar
Sunday, June 03, 2007
pirates premiere
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Ghosts in the Moscow Metro
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Moscow Heat Wave
The way the light plays off the cup,
White and heavy, against the grit
Of 33 in a Moscow outdoor cafe,
The trees look green, against
My beter judgement
And the sky: an
Aching indistinct haze
The sun rolls heat
Over sponsored awnings, dust,
Sweat glands and peroxide
And the mashed-up cranberries
Taste of ice
Labels: poetry
Moscow Metro; Mayakovskaya
Monday, May 28, 2007
From the train window, January
Sunday, May 27, 2007
Oh the fidget! Oh, the hem!
There will be plenty of time
To get healty
Saturday, May 26, 2007
Two Pictures of Zurich Forest
Motorola camera washes out the sky and put us on the edge of oblivion - what's beyond those trees I wonder.
Labels: photography, switzerland, zurich