Wednesday, January 29, 2014

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Slow dance through the cemetery this morning.

As if I were hazily waking up into the world.

There was some dancing yesterday, On the way home, after I visited Leonardo da Vinci and Goya and Poe at the Morgan Museum.

And some the day before as I listened to earliest Rolling Stones vinyl in the basement with the girls.

All of these together comprise one salad.


Dancing w Lucia

Da Vinci's sublime study

Tree at the cemetery


The most horrible found art ever stumbled over on way home.

And yet...

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