His latest project is called Pops and Clicks.
This is his blog.
“Everlasting Arms”
Vampire Weekend | MODERN VAMPIRES OF THE CITY
“Oh I was made to live without you but I’m never going to understand, never understand.”
He thought of their last time together by the sea, of salt and sand and marine air, of the smell of suntan lotion. He thought of how the lotion soaked into the bread of their skin and what little fabric they wore, and how that fabric could contain the scent, the memory of those moments, for months or longer, no matter how much they washed—holy, holy, holy.
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“For whatever we lose (like a you or a me), It’s always our self we find in the sea.” ― E.E. Cummings
In portrait mode. There something storytelling about it, more than landscapes to me lately. And so I’m practicing to get better. I am impatient but my most patient subject.
All the names.
I enjoy giving names to characters in stories. It’s not entirely necessary that I select ones that are off-beat or somewhat old fashioned, but I am drawn to those. I like some of that rarity.
This is a list of names from the stories that have appeared, January to the upcoming May issue, so far as part of the Pops and Clicks subscription series.
Albie, Quinn, Marisol, Tina, Richard, Teddy, Louisa, Alice, Christopher, Mister Fitzgerald, Libby, Iris, Zoe, Miles, Joanna, Sylvia, Leonard, Mindy, Winston, Dale, Jeanine, Jamie, Wendy, Mister Peanut, Agnes, Tracy, Skip, Katie
Do you think it’s quieter lately? I think it’s quieter. The neighbor’s dog is occasionally finding its voice, but only occasionally and only in faraway bursts. I can hear some birds, chirps spiraling down through yellow leaves and cracks of blue where the sky is bleeding through. The street is mumbling, hushed hot cement. And we are laughing but not laughing, not loud, not so you can see the teeth shining in the back of my mouth.
In late February, I drove a car through the Hollywood Hills and Ian recorded some video. My favorite is the small hiccup, the stop-start that occurs when the road is too narrow and we pause to allow another car to pass us first.
“Gallup, NM”
The Shouting Matches | GROWNASS MAN
File this one under Songs For The Goddamn Open Road.
staycheska asked: is it still possible to get your book To Slow Down The Time? :o
It sure is! You can order yourself a copy right here.
