Wednesday, November 30, 2005

I Like My Body When It Is With Your

While procrastinating from my move into the studio next door, I came upon my favorite poem by EE Cummings (titled, i like my body when it is with your) It always makes me smile:

i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite a new thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body. i like what it does,
i like its hows. i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones, and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like,, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz
of your electric fur, and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh . . . . And eyes big Love-crumbs,

and possibly i like the thrill

of under me you quite so new

Friday, November 18, 2005

Apartment Hunting

I've been absent because I've been looking for my own place. Who knew that looking for a home would turn out to be so difficult? I must have looked at at LEAST 20-30 places in the last 3 weeks! Maybe it's because I am so indecisive. Maybe it is because LA apartments suck. It used to be that I would have my eye on a place and would just move in. I truly WANTED it. Maybe I wasn't as picky as I am now. I want a balcony or patio, a clean, semi modern kitchen, lots of room so I can section off an art area, a gas stove, a parking spot, a peaceful neighborhood but not too isolated, a place that will accept a cat because I want cuddly company, a sense of peace when I look out of my window. Hardwood or faux hardwood floors would also be a plus but not necessary. (They are hard to find on the westside of LA.) Is that too much to ask?? Perhaps it is. Maybe I should have taken one of the places that wouldn't accept a pet but was alright besides that. GARSH!

I guess I'll be moving into the bigger art studio next door in the meantime. Could be cool. It costs more though. Okay, I gotta just tell mysself that nothing is perfect. I am feeling completely neurotic!!! Aaaah!

Friday, November 11, 2005

Delightful dreams

I love it when I dream in technicolor and the perspective is skewed. I am filled with some forgotten wonder and delight. Awed by an almost epic beauty conjured from memories and experiences.
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