Depuis longtemps...

je me suis couché avec Marcel Proust.

Noteworthy.

Whilst going for a walk in my neighborhood searching for my friend Robin (the thin white cat) I was startled by an ungodly screaching. A truly horrible sound, like demons rushing out of a pit. However, I am no fool! I know the sound...but why anyone in their right mind would keep peacocks in their backyard is utterly beyond me.

Vivre Sa Vie

Lucid Dream

Engulfed by fog on a bridge hanging over a vast expanse of water found a black snake and threw it into sea and suddenly lucid ran to the top of the bridge in the middle of the fog told her she was dead and I was dreaming and would wake up soon so we had to have the goodbye we never had a hand from somewhere outside of the dream put down a strange black and white tarot card and another and another until four were drawn and for each card we said a goodbye until I felt consciousness closing in around us and I hugged her until the fog pulled me up into a vortex of white and I woke up. I should take naps more often.

Isabelle

Mucha

Rêves Reçues

Sister, I'm a

I can admit it, I abused my power at Borders...forcing my employees to listen to only Morrissey on repeat during my shifts day after day, week after week. One fateful day I showed up to find that they had cleverly hidden all the Morrissey and Smiths cds from me. Vicious insubordination! They claimed I was a cruel yet melancholic dictator who was depressing all of the staff. I claimed they were conspirators with no taste. But who went bankrupt a little over a year later? Lesson learned, Borders Inc! I got my revenge, anyway. If you deny me Morrissey, I'll make you listen to Tchaikovsky's Violin Concerto in D Major over and over and over and over...

Brilliant.Brilliant.Brilliant.

The fact that I despise musical theatre has never been a secret. But what John Cameron Mitchell created astonishes me every time I think about it. I recently happened upon this video of his original off-broadway version of "Wig in a Box." Amazing.

Druid Revival, New Paganism, Etc

Stark Raving Sane

Method acting at too young an age. 10 years later I'm not sure I ever stepped out of his boots.

The Native Eloquence of us Fog-People

"It was a great mistake, my being born a man. I would have been much more successful as a seagull or fish. As it is, I will always be a stranger who never feels at home, who does not want and is not really wanted, who can never belong, who must always be a little in love with death."

Artaud

My Dinner with Andre

Zakharova, La Bayadere

L'Homme Chat

Bled in my pointe shoes

(...The title of this post is purely hypothetical and should in no way suggest that I made the (fun yet poor) decision to spend an afternoon en pointe at 23 after 6 years of no practice whatsoever...details, details!)

Zos Kia Cultus

Dvořák returns...

A. Dvořák: Rusalka. Árie: Měsíčku na nebi hlubokém

ZOS Speaks