Lugubrious: // Mar 10, 2010

mournful, dismal, or gloomy, esp. in an affected, exaggerated, or unrelieved manner: lugubrious songs of lost love.

Don’t want to lose you // Mar 08, 2010

Katie Stelmanis. SO GOOD.

Kenneth Goldsmith // Mar 05, 2010

Too busy // Mar 02, 2010

(but I wouldn’t want it any other way)

Running // Mar 01, 2010

“When I’m criticized unjustly (from my viewpoint, at least), or when someone I’m sure will understand me doesn’t, I go running for a little longer than usual. By running longer it’s like I can physically exhaust that portion of my discontent. It also makes me realize again how weak I am, how limited my abilities are. I become aware, physically, of these low points. And one of the results of running a little farther than usual is that I become that much stronger. If I’m angry, I direct that anger toward myself. If I have a frustrating experience, I use that to improve myself. That’s the way I’ve always lived. I quietly absorb the things I’m able to, releasing them later, and in as changed a form as possible, as part of the story line in a novel.”

-Haruki Murakami, What I talk about when I talk about running

I ran A LOT this summer.

He cast the sun // Feb 28, 2010

Providence, RI:

And then dropped it:

3 comments from my performance tonight (there were only three) // Feb 25, 2010

1. Whoa

2. More buttons please, xoxo

3. Time is up

I will put up some stills from the documentation soon.

Hot and cute // Feb 24, 2010

MA: I feel like they are two different things, like you can’t be both.

PS: What are you talking about? You are hot and cute.

MA: Oh (embarrassed). Thanks P.

Bluets // Feb 24, 2010

239. But now you are talking as if love were a consolation. Simone Weil warned otherwise. “Love is not consolation,” she wrote. “It is light.”

240. All right then, let me try to rephrase. When I was alive, I aimed to be a student not of longing but of light.

-from Maggie Nelson’s Bluets

If you read anything in the next month, read this. 240 ruminations on the colour blue. Prettiest thing I have read in ages.

What I talk about when I talk about running // Feb 23, 2010

Someone recommended this book to me back in September, finally got my hands on it. It’s a good one.

Thanks.

“The thoughts that occur to me while I’m running are like clouds in the sky. Clouds of all different sizes. They come and they go, while the sky remains the same sky as always. The clouds are mere guests in the sky that pass away and vanish, leaving behind the sky. They sky both exists and doesn’t exist. It has substance and at the same time doesn’t. And we merely accept that vast expanse and drink it in.”

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