the moon is glowing on the wall
and the fan is twirling in the hall
and the attic stays sweet
for the demimonde dolls
the moon is glowing on the wall
and the fan is twirling in the hall
and the attic stays sweet
for the demimonde dolls
INTERVIEWER: Do you think much about the audience for your books?
SONTAG: Don’t dare. Don’t want to. But, anyway, I don’t write because there’s an audience. I write because there is literature.
http://www.theparisreview.org/interviews/1505/the-art-of-fiction-no-143-susan-sontag
St. Vincent covering Big Black at Bowery Ballroom, NYC.
(via crooners-deactivated20130515)
How the young Mexican boys in the kitchen, new employees, look at me with soft, curious eyes and say “flaca?” –a half question, with half grins. They must have overheard the name the older cooks call me, must be curious about the little white girl with wide dark eyes and quick hands, who hardly speaks but smiles back at this pet name, this small exchange.
a general aesthetic preference:
darkness, shadows, boats, water, tradition, ritual, powerful creatures, patterns, translucence, great structures, silhouettes, hands, fantasy, coupling, sex, bones, death, masks, starkness
