we came to California
to forget about the long flat roads
and smoke ridden chimneys. here are sunbathed
steering wheels, and sticky door handles
leading to the upstairs apartment.
I know what pine trees do.
I touch them with finger tips
I know fresh water lakes.
I've shedded clothes for them
I know no teeth and obese mouths.
How to not get lost in the superstore
and you know superstars. red, white and tan legs.
Joints rolled in palm trees and sweaty palms.
high tight and sprouted buns.
you pick up bomb shells on salty shores
put them in pails.
Meanwhile, there is still a milky glow
under my clothes
and a scar from here to here.
you are a star.
I am the air.

Bell Tower

I am a cat on a hot tin roof.
I am in my bed sheets til' noon.
I wear Dreams like bells.
and make up cat names to
lounge about in.
We meet three times a day
When you climb the stairs
And I swing against the black night
I sing against the pale pink morning.

Whoa. Rosemarie Fiore

Probably the most creative thing I have ever seen.
Using Firework residue to paint?
And a waffle iron for the last one..
BRILLIANT

These moments feel like fur.
When the moon keeps me awake
and I'm always in these situations
like when I squeezed a lime down
your back and the pulp stuck
to your ass.
But there is no connection there..
just the lack of sleep

Bye Bye Buddy

words to myself

get inspired without the use of drugs
love people who love you back
and who love you for YOU.
don't live for others, including men.
be a leader.
be kind.
Do not judge.
give everything a chance.
be patient with life.
live in the now.
the past does not matter,
and does not have to be a part
of the present.
stay strong.
be happy until you're sad
and sad until you're happy.

Riikka Sormunen

Whoawhoawhoawhoa. Coooolest art I've seen in a while!!!
looksie here!

Dreamy Mc Dreamster Day.

".. want to wake up early on the warm shores of an ocean. Make strong coffee over an open fire. Walk through open fields with a happy dog or two. Find a horse, saddle her up with just a blanket, and ride over gentle hills, ford streams and let her stretch her legs in a full gallop as she liked. Return to the beach in the late afternoon to laze about playing gin rummy in the setting sun. Eat fish tacos and huge strawberries and peaches. Drink pineapple juice laced with mint and horchata and red sangria. Get a little drunk and dance to bossa nova, Les Nubians, Nina Simone, Argentine tango music. Smile until my face hurt. Fall asleep with sand on my toes."
A quote about the perfect day found here!

My schedule for the coming school year...

Take sailing lessons.
Learn how to build a wooden table.
Learn Spanish.
Learn how to play the saw.
learn how to mix my favorite drinks.
Perfect a white tee with levi's look.
Find an old car,learn how to fix it up.
Make a stencil.
Transfer the stencil to many brick walls.

Class A

Lip Stick

If I had on lipstick would you like me more?
pink lipstick.
carrot cake lipstick.
50th birthday lipstick.
what shade should I wear
if my mother is sick?
If I'm moving to Santa Fe?
How about when I'm all alone
petting cacti and cats.
drinking wine..what shade would rub off
on my glass more? but less on a cigarette?
The sales clerk
distracted,
suggests _____

Inspiring III

from selby and olsens anonymous

things to do ..things to do more of.

eat more mango's
make my own flavored water with mint/cucumber/ginger.
paint(go to the art stooore)
buy more flowers
wake up early, drink coffee on the stoop with wet hair.
go to California
figure out how to sew a whole outfit..
learn how to make a latte heart.

This to This

I've been spending much too much time
with my sewing machine.
Resulting in me altering everything I own.
Resulting in me cutting up
expensive shit
to make my new peachy keen bathing suit.
I used this
To make this:

3 scoops from you

An angel licks an ice cream
cone. on an LA side street
and the heat is rising
off the pavement
sweat slowly runs down
the sweet curve of her back
sticky shadows,
windy alleys,
and the whole thing
smells like vanilla.

You ask her to come over tonight
She says she's been drinking too much
wine to even hail a cab.
but that's never stopped you before
you remind her gently in your
deep throaty voice.
that she steps into her shoes and steps out
the door.
and she winds through the traffic
of this city thinking that maybe
she loves you enough.
loves you like chocolate.

You greet her at the door
in red.
You wear red like sweet wine.
the taste of your lips.
warm.wet.
It's a storm coming baby.
strawberry rain.
you run your finger down her cheek.

I miss my C and K

Fresh

Thanks to mary, here's some new (sorta fresh feelin') inspirations!



more here yo

In a world where a hot date
is a drive to the abortion clinic
then it's ice cream baby
any kind you'd like.
I would go skydiving
I would ride a mechanical bull.
to texas and back
all the way to texas.
and stain the knees of my
jeans with mud and shit
and grass from all the times
I felt like you didn't want
me around. so here's to you.

Egon Schiele

I know it's nothing new, but I rediscovered Egon this morning and wanted to post some of my favorites. Such great work..

A Memory

superb nights of nothing
so
it was just right for you
to reminded me
of that hot summer day when your
curious skinny legs climbed
down the rocks and we peeled off
our
shirts and slid into the black
water.