February 2012
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January 2012
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December 2011
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November 2011
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“I danced with this girl tonight
And she was chomping at the bit
but I blew it...”
– Not Much of a Dancer, by Joe Favini
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“I am in an enormous ornate white gorgeous hotel which is on fire, doomed, but...”
– Diane Arbus, A Dream From 1959 Notebook (No.1)
October 2011
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It’s a possibility to live without lips ...
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“I live in an old house where nothing
screams victory
reads history
where...”
– a division, Charles Bukowski
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“I keep remembering the horses
under the moon
I keep remembering feeding the...”
– ice for the eagles, Charles Bukowski
September 2011
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“Because here’s something else that’s weird but true: in the...”
– David Foster Wallace’s commencement address to the graduates of Kenyon College in 2005.
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The Clock a film by Christian Marclay →
I was recently fortunate enough to view two hours of Christian Marclay’s lengthy twenty-four hour film, The Clock. Essentially it is a twenty-four hour movie that tells the time by editing together clips of movies in which clocks appear. It is not as literal as it sounds, often the time is only mentioned or people just speak about time as a general concept. As the time nears the hour the...
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August 2011
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“Earnest and sloppy and full of pretension and all wrong; you found you were...”
– Richard Yates, Revolutionary Road
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Quickies in New York: Dear Fucking Diary →
quickienewyork:
June, 1998
Sometimes I wish I could start with dear diary, just so I know that I’m writing to myself, but this is a tough diary. I mean it’s a journal, or maybe a notebook if I’m feeling all Bukowski and shit. I’m not pouring out my heart for later, I’m writing down my dreams so when I realize…
“I wasn’t lonely.
I experienced no self-pity.
I was just caught up in a
life...”
– Charles Bukowski
July 2011
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