The Dandelion Tamer
Poetry, Protest, and Power
Tuesday, April 30, 2024
When I was 29 and all the world was in front of me and I was unselfconscious and world-building. Internally, I built worlds of sound, color, and sensory perceptions. Externally, I lost myself in creating simple passions against stark backgrounds. This is a metaphor, of course, but it is also visually accurate. I went to the Hartford Civic Center that year and bought 3 prints:
I just thought this trio worked very well together. It prompts a conversation. I have always loved orange. "Flaming June" was such a young and optimistic choice. Full of passion and lust and celebration, but now I see it as commercial, overdone, and possibly, in many a sullen girl's college dorm room. I still stand by the Rothko and the Sadler.
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Wednesday, January 26, 2022
REDUNDANCY
I love the movie CHLOE. I love it for its examination of the failures of compartmentalization. I love it for its vengeance; its ignorantly indulgent usery. Usery being the underlying subject. Its unrequited lovelessness about it. You cannot fuck someone and then tell them it was a business transaction, repeatedly. Use them to hold a place for the person you picture when they are going down on you. You cannot expect the laws of nature to abide to robotizing a soul. You can't fuck with someone's heart and walk away like it was an ATM.
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