let the artichoke flower. But it's so beautiful. And SF has been so hot this summer, that our (I say our, but my beau did all the work) tomatoes are already ripe. Ripe in August? Very rare.Photo by Mathew Wallenstein.
let the artichoke flower. But it's so beautiful. And SF has been so hot this summer, that our (I say our, but my beau did all the work) tomatoes are already ripe. Ripe in August? Very rare.
"His soul swooned slowly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling, like the descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead." From The Dead, James Joyce.
I used to think that the moment for Bernal Heights was when the Karate school became a Yoga studio, although it certainly happened before that. But last month, when Cortland Studios, the world's smallest film studio; where dozens of terrible independent films were made, and at least one good one, where aspiring grips sewed their first sandbag and carried their first c-stand, became an eco-boutique carrying bamboo lingerie, I thought—perhaps the bernalization is complete.
"You've got to get a cat!" Briand jokes. "You get 10, 12 years into a relationship, and you need something else to talk about." From an interview with Susien Chong and Nic Briand of Lover the Label in Nylon, August 2008.
"In art and dream may you proceed with abandon. In life may you proceed with balance and stealth." Patti Smith
I Love Cat Party found a rare book of childhood photos of Kate Bush, taken by John Carder Bush. More here.
Nightwood, reincarnated furniture, textile and home via A Cup of Jo; Nightwood by Djuna Barnes: "When she fell in love it was with a perfect fury of accumulated dishonesty; she became instantly a dealer in second-hand and therefore incalculable emotions ... she appropriated the most passionate love that she knew, Nora's for Robin. She was a squatter by instinct." Fitting.
Alexander Wang in WWD via Sleep Deprivation and Stories of my Bullshit Youth.
Great reading Sunday night to memorialize Oakley Hall. The lovely Sands Hall sang St. James Infirmary Blues. Beautiful.