Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Vive Le Pre-Raphaelites

 Dante Gabriel Rossetti
Blanzifiore (Snowdrops)
 Lady Lilith
 My Lady Greensleeves
 Rosa Triplex
 Venus Verticordia
Venus Verticordia

Evelyn De Morgan
Medea
 The Dryad
 Ariadne in Naxos
Aurora Triumphans

John William Waterhouse
 The Siren
 The Lady of Shallot
 Juliet
 Esther
 Gather Ye Rosebuds While Ye May
 Nymphs Finding the Head of Orpheus
 Hylas and the Nymphs
Ophelia

Thursday, June 21, 2012

When the Pawn Hits the Conflicts He Thinks Like a King What He Knows Throws the Blows When He Goes to the Fight and He'll Win the Whole Thing 'Fore He Enters the Ring There's No Body to Batter When Your Mind Is Your Might So When You Go Solo, You Hold Your Own Hand and Remember That Depth Is the Greatest of Heights and If You Know Where You Stand, Then You Know Where to Land and If You Fall It Won't Matter, Cuz You'll Know That You're Right... The Idler Wheel is Wiser Than the Driver of the Screw, and Whipping Cords Will Serve You More Than Ropes Will Ever Do


I let the beast in too soon; I don't know how to live
Without my hand on his throat; I fight him always and still
Oh darling, it's so sweet, you think you know how crazy
How crazy I am
You say you don't spook easy; you won't go, but I know
And I pray that you will
Fast as you can, baby run free yourself of me
Fast as you can
I may be soft in your palm but I'll soon grow
Hungry for a fight and I will not let you win
My pretty mouth will frame the phrases that will
Disprove your faith in man
So if you catch me trying to find my way into your
Heart from under your skin
Fast as you can, baby scratch me out, free yourself
Fast as you can
Fast as you can, baby scratch me out, free yourself
Fast as you can
Sometimes my mind don't shake and shift
But most of the time, it does
And I get to the place where I'm begging for a lift
Or I'll drown in the wonders and the was
And I'll be your girl, if you say it's a gift
And you give me some more of your drugs
Yeah, I'll be your pet, if you just tell me it's a gift
'Cause I'm tired of whys, choking on whys,
Just need a little because, because
I let the beast in and then
I even tried forgiving him, but it's too soon
So I'll fight again, again, again, again, again.
And for a little while more, I'll soar the
Uneven wind, complain and blame
The sterile land
But if you're getting any bright ideas, quiet dear
I'm blooming within
Fast as you can, baby wait watch me, I'll be out
Fast as I can, maybe late but at least about
Fast as you can leave me, let this thing
Run its route
Fast as you can


 Here's another speech you wish I'd swallow
Another cue for you to fold your ears
Another train of thought too hard to follow
Chugging along to the song that belongs to
The shifting of gears
Please forgive me for my distance
The pain is the evident in my existence
Please forgive me for my distance
The shame is manifest in my resistance
To your love, to your love, to your love
I would've warned you, but really, what's the point?
Caution could but rarely ever helps
Don't be down when my demeanor tends to disappoint
It's hard enough even trying to be civil to myself
Please forgive me for my distance
The pain is evident in my existence
Please forgive me for my distance
The shame is manifest in my resistance
to your love love, to your love, to your love
My derring-do allows me to dance the rigadoon
Around you
But by the time I'm close to you, I lose
My desideratum and now you, so
Now you have it, so baby tell me what's the word?
Am I your gal, or should I get out of town?
I just need to be reassured
Do you just deal it out, or can you deal with
What I lay down?
Please forgive me, for my distance
The pain is evident in my existence
Please forgive me for my distance
The shame is manifest in my resistance
To your love, to your love, to your love


If I'm butter - if I'm butter-
If I'm butter, then he's a hot knife,
he makes my heart a cinemascope,
he's showing the dancing bird of paradise.

If I'm butter - if I'm butter-
If I'm butter, then he's a hot knife,
he makes my heart a cinemascope,
he's showing the dancing bird of paradise.

He excites me
Must be like a genesis of rhythm
I get feisty
Whenever I'm with him

If I'm butter - if I'm butter-
If I’m butter, then he's a hot knife,
he makes my heart a cinemascope,
he's showing the dancing bird of paradise

I'm a hot knife- if I'm a hot knife-
I'm a hot knife if he's a pad of butter.
If I get a chance, I'm gonna show him that
he's never gonna need- never need another.

I'm a hot knife- if I'm a hot knife-
I'm a hot knife if he's a pad of butter
If I get a chance, I'm gonna show him that
he's never gonna need- never need another.

(And you can, and you can, and you can wild up around me)

(If I'm butter - if I'm butter-
If I'm butter, then he's a hot knife,
he makes my heart a cinemascope,
he's showing the dancing bird of paradise)

(And you can, and you can, and you can wild up around me)

I'm a hot knife- if I'm a hot knife-
I'm a hot knife if he's a pad of butter
If I get a chance, I'm gonna show him that
he's never gonna need- never need another.

(And you can, and you can, and you can wild up around me)

He excites me
Must be like a genesis of rhythm
I get feisty
Whenever I'm with him...


I Just Want to Feel Everything

Sunday, May 6, 2012

Sasha

 

Character study for the much-longer sequel to my short story Black Wolves.

Top 3 photos by Eleanor Hardwick, 4th, 5th, and 6th photos by Girls Raised By Wolves, 7th photo by Fieldguided, 8th photo by Frances Tulk-Hart, penultimate photo by Clara Dackenberg, final photo of billboard art by Robert Montgomery.

Monday, April 23, 2012

Sleeping Beauty

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
This film is one of the most beautiful exercises in restraint I have ever seen. A true intrigue. It is clear that the filmmaker, Julia Leigh, is a contemporary fiction writer. The way she fucks narrative sideways is often inspiring. The cinematography, set design, and costume design are impeccable. It appears that many viewers were unsatisfied with this film. They wanted to know Lucy, but to me it seems that would fundamentally alter both the central themes and overall aesthetic if we did know her the way we expect to know lead characters. This was unique.

Thursday, February 23, 2012

SILT

 
Moodboard for my novella SILT.

First photo from Valentino Haute Couture Spring/Summer 2012 collection, photographer unknown. 2nd/3rd/4th photos by Natalie Kucken. 5th/6th photos by unknown photographers. 7th photo from You-Nique Garters and Hip Flasks. Entrance to Heaven via Utah by Ted. Final photo of Frida Gustavsson by Daniel Sannwald.