choose the impossible choice

favourites slept on, picked:

Juvenile Delinquency

Tavi, just stealing my giant-flower-on-head idea from a shoot last November.

just sayin' 2

This is the third little corner of the internet that I've posted this in, but what can I say? I'm on Kanye's blog (sorta):

Shad's Compromise

Wardrobe by moi!

just sayin'

This print hangs on the wall of Pete Campbell's apartment.... AND ON MINE (I totally had it first).

tea time

2666

Finished the third/fifth/only (depending on your edition) book this morning. I love the way Bolano writes about writing and writers:

"Ivanov's fear was of a literary nature. That is, it was the fear that afflicts most citizens who, one fine (or dark) day, choose to make the practice of writing, and especially the practice of fiction writing, an integral part of their lives. Fear of being no good. Also fear of being overlooked. But above all, fear of being no good. Fear that one's efforts and striving will come to nothing. Fear of the step that leaves no trace. Fear of the forces of chance and nature that wipe away shallow prints. Fear of dining alone and unnoticed. Fear of going unrecognized. Fear of failure and making a spectacle of oneself. But above all, fear of being no good."

and

"By the same token, few are the writers who give up. We play at believing ourselves immortal. We delude ourselves in the appraisal of our own works and in our perpetual misappraisal of the works of others. See you at the Nobel, writers say, as one might say: see you in hell."

faith in paper

that book by nabokov

I'm struggling not to start this until I've finished my current book (2666 - am I on some weird posthumously published novel kick?) so I'll try to stave off the overwhelming urge to read by allowing myself at least a quick peek...

at the cover


at the inside of the jacket (emo!)


at what's under the jacket


and on the other side


Is this love? They've reprinted each one of the note cards Nabokov wrote the original on, and then typed the text below. Every page. Swoon.

A postscript: day one of a third year Rus. Lit. course involved our prof. having us recite back to him the correct pronunciation of "Nabokov". What chaos hast Sting wrought???

same pictures but now with added movement

click on the title if you can't see the vid...

neglect and recompense

An old shoot, but some good photos that shouldn't be relegated to my hard drive

I feel the devil outside

Video for The Stills - Don't Talk Down, Dir: Christopher Mills

from lagerfeld, with love

chanel's pre-fall 2009 collection is my pre-christmas 2008 present! so. much. russian.

no smoking

trojan beaver

This was in a gallery on Queen earlier this summer but I'm so lazy it took me until now to empty our the contents of my camera's memory card.

so i have it for whenever i want it

oh no, new scudmore

Every cloud...

At least maybe they'll be confined to one limited, easily identified and avoidable retail location?

i don't know what to read next

pick

something

for

me

autobiography of red

has lines like this in it:

"they were two superior eels at the bottom of the tank and they recognized each other like italics"

and

"meanwhile music pounded across hearts opening every valve to the desperate drama of being a self in a song"

happy usa tax day

40% of every american tax dollar paid last year went to fund the wars in iraq and afghanistan.

tarkovsky's zone, from my cellphone

about 15 feet down there's a bed of trash. a sofa. a screen door. a vase.




the water has carved itself an escape route through the ice floor.



here you come again was the only record and now its broken.



an excellent transom.




through a window brightly



"we are home!"




a stretcher, a snowbank.

picture pages, picture pages

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