9. You make me bolder.

Nirvana

15.

"D'you want to know how I know that I'm dumb?"

"Cause when people tell me that I'm smart, I believe them."

Trust

German-Jamaican

The Diamond Thief

The diamond thief,

prone on a moonlit rooftop.

Not doing it for the money.

Doesn't need that stuff.

When somewhere,
 out there in the darkness.

There's a riot going on.
Don't wait up.

cor

all of all of this

I forget

music

Moon-bathing by terminal light.

it's not freezing everywhere

breling

bare, kitchen nightmares

 

I directed a video for the fearsome Flower of Zeus.

Gulab Chaggar filmed it

Jamie Richfield edited it

All of whom are among my personal greats.

With thanks to David Line

preferred location

When you get home

Work / Life

Charge of the fright-brigade

 

new sneakers

bernie mac'n

* thinks *

swweeeets from the dessert trolley of life

I always think a lot about calligraphy when I'm painting, much like this;

                                         

stwokes

Was just reading an interview with the Strokes where Julian Casablancas said he was shocked that "Is This It" hadn't made a comparable impact in the U.S. as it had enjoyed in Europe.

I think I've found a clue;

European Cover

U.S. Cover

poetry bout

harmony

fucked-up

slept in the garden

traipsed and trampled

Noise Jamm Tonight!!!

Inviting words to describe.

As though it were a possibility at all.

"I feel as though I'm really dying"

Reciting a prayer under my breathe.

To forget all that is poetic or, most dread, all that I write.

Erase all of that now in the fathomless depths of our interior 

universe.

or;

An attempt at writing a pleasing and domestic poem,

of grocery shopping and bar-b-que.

That goes unerringly awry.

From folding fresh, line-dried clothes and planning holidays

To the natural life.

 That can do nothing but finish.

Without flourish.

Far within the mind-chasm of a desperate unconsciousness.

Naturally.

Running along the beach, away from the lights.

or;

I don't care what they all say, I like your wonky face.

 

A Pillow Made of Photographs

 Dreaming in the riot bar.

 "Kate, we've known each other for a while now...could you tell me?...Am I sweating an unsightly amount?

"Well, I, um, you do look like you're quite hot"

"Oh Kate, I wasn't fishing for compliments"

after all

   oui, c'est ca.  

noone knows about how to be feeling right now

perfection through pop

Through --> Night

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