bought my mum & dad tickets to see ryan adams tonight. they’re probably getting out of the show right now. hope they’re smilin’
francesca woodman. RIP.
metallic blues
i’ve got ‘em
a hollowed diamond cave glance
casted upwards
right now, at 34th and 5th
barbwire snagged
tinseled out
and just totally stuck
forever
i wanted you, & i lost
” turn back to the thing you remember doing with your whole heart “
(fire)escape - 1/5/2012
You guys may think I’m joking
But there is seriously no movie I will ever love as much as You’ve Got Mail.
…..ATTENTION SOISLEPTIN….
No, but really….
* cancelled *
”In respect for the wishes of the Chelsea Hotel Tenants
Association I have canceled tonight’s performance. My
motivation was solely to serve the tenants. If this serves
them better, than I am satisfied. ”
HOTEL CHELSEA
“My current involvement with the Hotel Chelsea began some
months ago when I heard rumors that the hotel would be
leveled. I was devastated and entered in a dialogue with the
architect, through a mutual friend.
He assured me this was not the case and every effort would
be made to save and restore the building, which was greatly
deteriorating. Having witnessed the demolition and
redevelopment of much of our city I was at least hopeful
that the hotel would stand.
Since then my few efforts on behalf of the Hotel have been
unofficial and uncompensated.
My dialogue has continued with the architect. My personal
objectives have always been:
— To offer uncompensated advice as to the aesthetics
of the renovation project.
— To council all concerned to develop positive
communication with the tenants.
— To be available in the future, without fee, in
participating in the development and preservation of the
artistic cachet of the hotel.
— To participate in the development of a possible
artists-in-residence program.
“My small performance for the tenants was my own idea. My
hope is that we might have a nice evening and the
opportunity to communicate directly.
I am an independent person, not owned or directed by anyone.
My allegiance is to the Hotel itself, and I have done
nothing to tarnish it. It is very difficult for me to
embrace change, but my great hope is to witness the Hotel
Chelsea find a strong and positive place in the twenty-first
century.”
”In respect for the wishes of the Chelsea Hotel Tenants
Association I have canceled tonight’s performance. My
motivation was solely to serve the tenants. If this serves
them better, than I am satisfied. ”
HOTEL CHELSEA
“My current involvement with the Hotel Chelsea began some
months ago when I heard rumors that the hotel would be
leveled. I was devastated and entered in a dialogue with the
architect, through a mutual friend.
He assured me this was not the case and every effort would
be made to save and restore the building, which was greatly
deteriorating. Having witnessed the demolition and
redevelopment of much of our city I was at least hopeful
that the hotel would stand.
Since then my few efforts on behalf of the Hotel have been
unofficial and uncompensated.
My dialogue has continued with the architect. My personal
objectives have always been:
— To offer uncompensated advice as to the aesthetics
of the renovation project.
— To council all concerned to develop positive
communication with the tenants.
— To be available in the future, without fee, in
participating in the development and preservation of the
artistic cachet of the hotel.
— To participate in the development of a possible
artists-in-residence program.
“My small performance for the tenants was my own idea. My
hope is that we might have a nice evening and the
opportunity to communicate directly.
I am an independent person, not owned or directed by anyone.
My allegiance is to the Hotel itself, and I have done
nothing to tarnish it. It is very difficult for me to
embrace change, but my great hope is to witness the Hotel
Chelsea find a strong and positive place in the twenty-first
century.”
I love you…hope you don’t mind.
That coat
ruined my eyes
forever past
gold flake revolving smiles
thick
and branched out
wide enough
to envelop me completely
impounding
a sense of survival
in
relentless
stop watch contracts
dotted with kiss
and crossed by smirk.
By Will Hoffman
thinkin’ bout ya
cashdollar
Hardly ever talk on here these days. Not much to say, except I’ve just been out there livin’ & enjoyin’ I guess. However, I’d like to take a little moment here to say to/for myself that I am looking so forward to going home for Christmas, albeit just for a few days. It’s not even the holiday for me (is it really even December 21st? my word, does time fly) - this is the first time since I’ve moved to this place that I have felt a real desire to get out, which honestly surprises me… Life here, not just my own but in general, has been consuming. Enthralling, really, like a great episode of Seinfeld that never ends & that you never want to stop watching (isn’t that always?). An endless adventure, a beautiful story, blahblahblah. But I’ve missed home & my family & friends, that is certain, and that quiet & stillness outside at night. Falling asleep to the sounds of television playing from the other room & my dad’s oddball comments. God damn, it’s going to be so strange to drive my car again, down those wide open roads & through those vast rolling hills. And god damn it’s going to be so good to see those faces again - my mothers when we first see each other & her incredibly goofy laugh. Smothering my niece & nephews in hugs & kisses. Revisiting all my old haunts. Smelling the earthiness of that whole place. Wow, do I miss the summertime there. Just to take it all in, really - what has shaped me into this life that I lead now. I am so grateful. And in the middle of it all, I know it will hit me in a sudden whirlwind or like a punch to the gut - I’ll miss New York so bad that it hurts & will inevitably feel like I’m missing out on something, but it’s all part of the deal, and I’ll just laugh during that night time cab ride right back into her belly. But holy shit am I ever going to enjoy this trip and take it real easy probably getting whiskey-bent, watching You’ve Got Mail because it’s great & I don’t care & bringing back as much Mingua beef jerky as my backpack will allow. Some of you may not get this reference, but it’s totally Skyline time ya’ll.
this is about 4% of my downstairs neighbors apartment. unreal stuff.
