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.
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I'd have to check with my inner self, but I think this is the way I feel these daze: bright and shiny, but cohesively split.
cohesively split, I like that. Out the window of my office is the back garden of a rowhouse. They have hung long strings with tiny mirrors on them and they sway and refract and throw beams all over and around the shade tree. That's how I feel. So many different ways, each one its own truth, each one gathering in and emitting in its own way.
this is one of my favorite color combinations in the world.
You wrote, "That's how I feel. So many different ways, each one its own truth, each one gathering in and emitting in its own way." And I thought, yes, that is you and what you do; you bring us truth, dancing light that shines and delights.
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