I picked up some film yesterday. There may be a shot or two I will post from the two rolls. They are old. Mercury in retrograde, I think, but I've been told there are four planets in retrograde right now. It is difficult. I've not even been able to duck and cover. All there is for me to do is try to hold on as long as I can.
How did I manage to do all the things I have done? I can't manage to do anything any more. Where once desire lived resides mostly fear. One needs many distractions, I guess, to keep from going mad.
I need some distractions.
ReplyDeletewhat happened to Bridge? Or was it pinochle?
I enjoyed that trailer for the Frank film.
The Poet has a young genius girl following him around. She posted an essay on his poems. He is all Puffy. Creatives need all that rub and friction and attention. I told him to enjoy it. But not that much. I'm horrifically jealous, I think I've mentioned here before. But I have to let him have his little Spark. Because that's what keeps his juices flowing. And god knows. I love when those juices are flowing. Creative juices. Obviously.
Lost the cards.
DeleteYou are jealously generous? I've been told it is a failing to need "fans."