A microscopic home.

this is a literary blog. i'm literate so i must have something to say. hopefully.

Monday, January 30, 2006

taken yesterday

Will you say when I’m gone away
"My lover came to me and we'd lay
In rooms unfamiliar but until now"

Will you say to them when I’m gone
"I loved your son for his sturdy arms
We both learned to cradle then live without"

Will you say when I’m gone away
'Your father’s body was judgement day
We both dove and rose to the riverside"

Will you say to me when I’m gone
"Your face has faded but lingers on
Because light strikes a deal with each coming night"

each coming night - iron and wine

i spent my summer in alaska shooting wolverine with my uncle

But I wait for a letter that is coming to me.
She sends me pictures of the ocean in an envelope.
So there still is hope.
Yes, I can be healed.
There is someone looking for what I concealed in my secret drawer,
in my pockets deep,
you will find the reasons that I can't sleep and you will still want me.
But will you still want me?

(bright eyes: a song to pass the time.)

i'm watching napoleon dynamite. i woke up at 10am to paint. i'm half asleep.

i saw fitzgerald today. my porch cat. i love that cat. it has to be a good omen.

Friday, January 27, 2006

new pictures.

a walk down town via christina.


Theo making music.

Theo and Cleo

Wednesday, January 25, 2006

It has been grey for far too many days outside. And now it has gotten cold. Cold for Sarnia at least. I couldn't deal with it tonight. Not to mention I have misplaced my hat and both sets of mittens. Oh well. I suppose I should just be happy I can actually see the road outside and the grass. I need to have some perspective. I need to be thankful that the coldest it gets here is -10. But regardless I want some sunshine. i want to go take pictures; i've been scoping the city since i've been home and i'm thinking about focusing on the insane amount of churches we have here. it's really quite ridiculous considering the population. Some of them are quite beautiful and lately i've been interesting in approaching the 'building' as a overarching theme, from different perspectives. If you don't know what I mean, notice the apartment photographs from when I was in Ottawa. I really am interested in using the sky as negative space, and focusing on my abstract shots. Oh it all sounds really ridiculous and artsy fartsy as my father would say, but whatever. I've long ago realized my whole life is a cliche.

I'm beginning to organize the layout of daves album, which is good. I really want to get that project going because I know how tedious it is. I really want it to be good so i'm trying to find the time to devote to the work but i'm tied up with so many other things. The work for the chapbook has officially begun as of two days ago. Which means, yes all you disbelievers, I got off my lazy ass and actually handed my poetry in. Yes teacher I did the assignment. and i deserve a fucking gold star. that's right. haha. anyways. That's good too. I'm looking forward to getting that project on its way. I'm also trying to organize some sort of poetry night in Sarnia and a possible poetry zine here. Which is taking up some of my time as well. Not to mention the studying for my exams in february and the unending art work I have to get done for my portfolio interviews in Feb. Lets just say I'm a teensy bit stressed out. Enough to use the word teensy.

thats right folks, we've hit a crisis point.

all bets are off when the 'teensy' is introduced into the conversation.

So we elected a conservative government. who knew Canadians would actually do that. i'm really suprised. I want to know the precentage of voters 18-24. Rob if you are reading this, go find me some statistics and report back in a week.

i have more to say but don't feel like writing in this anymore.

time to just lie on my couch and zone out in hopes of sleep tonight.

lets keep our fingers crossed. my brother has an mri tomorrow. lets hope the headaches he are having are just headaches. maybe, cross your toes too.

Sunday, January 22, 2006

View From a Greyhound Bus Window

The journey home was pretty uneventful. I took these pictures from a moving bus and am actually suprised at how well they turned out. Of course I photoshopped the shit out of them too. But the sky really was beautiful on saturday.

Anyways, go to this link: http://www.funkphotos.blogspot.com and see pictures I took of Dave's band Funk Eh.

Thursday, January 19, 2006

today, my last day in ottawa.

Here is a rundown of what my day has been like so far. I've been here for about a week an a couple days. It was pretty okay. Got to see some people which was nice. So here is a documentation of my very last day:

woke around noonish. Saw the sky. Ths sky was beautiful. Took some pictures so I could keep the sky forever:

after I did that I watched this wicked episode of price is right and had a great idea for a story. Price is Right on Acid. Imagine that. Bob Barker would scare the shit out of you. Anyways, no one steal that. I want to see what I can do with it.

I went to the grocery store bought some diet coke and candy and sat around reading bukowski poetry and listening to neutral milk hotel and Radiohead.

Theme song for the day:

Exit Music (For A Film)
Wake from your sleep,
the drying of your tears,
Today we escape, we escape.

Pack and get dressed
before your father hears us,
before all hell breaks loose.

Breathe, keep breathing,
don't lose your nerve.
Breathe, keep breathing,
I can't do this alone.

Sing us a song,
a song to keep us warm,
there's such a chill, such a chill.

And you can laugh a spineless laugh,
we hope your rules and wisdom choke you.

And now we are one
in everlasting peace,

we hope that you choke, that you choke,
we hope that you choke, that you choke,
we hope that you choke, that you choke.

Tuesday, January 17, 2006

South Keys pt. 2