jolie laide

jolie laide

I started this when I lived in Brooklyn and struggled for grace in a city that grants moments of beauty and ugliness breathtakingly close to one another. Now I live in a place where things are a different kind of ugly and the beauty is pedestrian. I struggle with that.


Visibility and invisibility keep chasing themselves around in my head. But I am far too sleep-deprived to make any sense of it, so this picture must suffice.


Blogger Dr. S said...

I just wrote a poem called The Invisible Girl, about invisible vision. We must be sharing some part of a wavelength.

1:27 PM  
Blogger slickaphonic said...

who needs words when you have a picture like this?

4:10 PM  
Blogger ttractor said...

Dr S, when are you going to post the bounty of poetry you are creating? Or is it your own Manhattan Project?

Slick, I was hoping this shot would speak for me. If I ever again get 8 hours of sleep on a regular basis I might regain some of my brain power. *sigh*

5:55 PM  

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