SONG FOR SUNDAY

Stranded in this spooky town  

Stoplights are swaying and the phone lines are down  

This floor is crackling cold, she took my heart, I think she took my soul  

With the moon I run far from the carnage of the fiery sun

 
Driven by the strangle of vein showing no mercy I do it again,  

Open up your eye, you keep on crying baby, I’ll bleed you dry 

Skies they blink at me, I see a storm bubbling up from the sea

 
And it's coming closer 

And it's coming closer

 
You shimmy shook my bone leaving me stranded all in love on my own 

Do you think of me? Where am I now? Baby where do I sleep?  

Feel so good but I'm old, 2000 years of chasing's taking its toll

 
And it’s coming closer  

And it’s coming closer  

And it’s coming closer  

And it’s coming closer

(closer, kings of leon) 

ph: humanoid

A WOMAN, A CAR, AN ISLAND

a woman

a car

an island.

She has kept her head lowered... to give him a chance to come closer. But he could not, for lack of courage. She turns and walks away.

In the Mood for Love

dress//jacket//purse//pumps

SONG FOR SUNDAY

don't hold yourself like that
you'll hurt your knees
I kissed your mouth and back
but that's all I need
don't build your world around volcanoes melt you down

what I am to you is not real
what I am to you you do not need
what I am to you is not what you mean to me
you give me miles and miles of mountains
and I'll ask for the sea

don't throw yourself like that
in front of me
I kissed your mouth your back
is that all you need?
don't drag my love around volcanoes melt me down

what I am to you is not real
what I am to you you do not need
what I am to you is not what you mean to me
you give me miles and miles of mountains
and I'll ask what I give to you
is just what I'm going through
this is nothing new
no no just another phase of finding what I really need
is what makes me bleed
and like a new disease she's still too young to treat
like a distant tree
volcanoes melt me down
she's still too young
I kissed your mouth
you do not need me

(volcano, damien rice)

A WOMAN, A CAR, AN ISLAND

a woman

a car

an island.

"Don’t you recognize me, Mr. Mahé? I am Julie. Julie Roussel."

La sirène du Mississipi

blouse//skirt//shoes//stockings

  

NOVEL IDEA

 Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger

a story of youthful restlessness.

"If you really want to hear about it, the first thing you'll probably want to know is where I was born, and what my lousy childhood was like, and how my parents were occupied and all before they had me, and all that David Copperfield kind of crap, but I don't feel like going into it, if you want to know the truth."

holden caulfield...

one

weekend

in the life

of 

a teenager.

NY Times, Book of the Times.

SONG FOR SUNDAY

off with your head
dance 'til you're dead
heads will roll
heads will roll
heads will roll
on the floor

glitter on the wet streets
silver over everything
the river's all wet
you're all chrome

dripping with alchemy
shiver stop shivering
the glitter's all wet
you're all chrome

the men cry out
the girls cry out
the men cry out
the girls cry out
the men cry out
oh no

the men cry out
the girls cry out
the men cry out
the girls cry out
the men cry out
oh no

off, off with your head
dance, dance 'til you're dead (dead)
heads will roll
heads will roll
heads will roll
on the floor

looking glass
take the past
shut your eyes
you realize

looking glass
take the past
shut your eyes
you realize

glitter on the wet streets
silver over everything
the glitter's all wet
you're all chrome
you're all chrome

off, off, off with your head
dance, dance, dance 'til you're dead

(heads will roll, yeah yeah yeah) 

ph//javier aguilera

A WOMAN, A CAR, AN ISLAND

a woman

 

 a car

an island.

"This here's Miss Bonnie Parker. I'm Clyde Barrow. We rob banks."

Bonnie and Clyde

top//skirt//scarf//beret

HAPPY BIRTHDAY FRIDA KAHOLO

frida kahlo, 1931, ph: imogen cunningham

Empanadas de Dulce

2 cups flour

2 tsp baking powder

1 tsp salt

1/2 cup butter

1/4 cup water

Fillings of applesauce, pineapple, peaches, mincemeat or pumpkin

1. Combine flour, baking powder and salt. Blend in butter to crumbles. Add water and mix until pastry dough comes to a ball, leaving the side of the bowl.
2. Roll out 1/8-inch thick. Cut 4-inch circles.
3. All fillings should be sweetened and spiced with cinnamon. Place a teaspoon of filling on half of each round. Moisten edges and fold doug in half over filling. Seal with a fork or fingers at outer edges.
4. Bake on cookie sheets for 20 minutes at 375° F or deep fry in hot vegetable oil. Cool on racks or paper. Makes 15-20 turnovers.

Apricot and Almond Filling

Heat apricot jam until it melts, then stir in finely ground blanched almond. The mixture should be thick enough to hold its shape. Flavor with almond extract, cinnamon or grated orange rind, adding only a small amount at a time.

Coconut and Brown Sugar Filling

Mash together flaked coconut with brown sugar. Moisten with lime juice and a little honey. Flavor to taste with ground ginger.

Empanadas de Camota con Pina (Mexican Pineapple-Yam Turnovers)

Filling:

1 cup cooked yam, mashed

1/2 cup crushed pineapple, drained

1 tbsp lime or lemon juice

1/4 tsp salt

1 egg, beaten

1/2 cup light brown sugar

1/2 cup blanched almonds, chopped

1/2 tsp cinnamon

pastry:

2 cups sifted all-purpose flour

2 tbsp granulated sugar

2 tsp baking powder

1/2 tsp salt

2/3 cup shortening

5 or 6 tbsp ice water

1. Combine mashed yam with pineapple and remaining ingredients. Set aside.
2. Sift together flour, sugar, baking powder and salt. Cut in shortening with a pastry blender or two knives until mixture looks mealy. Add water, just enough to hold pastry together when kneaded lightly.
3. Roll out pie pastry 1/8-inch thick on lightly floured board. Cut out 4-inch circles.
4. Spoon filling on one half of the circle. Wet edge of pastry with a little water, then fold over other half of pastry. Press edges together with fork tines. Prick pastry tops.
5. Bake in preheated 375° degrees oven for 15-20 minutes or until delicately browned. Serve at room temperatures. Makes 15 turnovers.

Dulce Poblano de Camotes (Sweet Potato Dessert)

A recipe from Mexico, The Beautiful Cookbook. This is a traditional and old-fashioned dessert made from camotes or the more common sweet potato. This is a bit like a sweet potato pie without the crust.

3 sweet potatoes about 6oz each
1/2 cup plus 1/2 teaspoon sugar
1/3 cup butter
1/2 teaspoon ground canela (cinnamon)
1/2 cup creme fraiche or thick cream
1 teaspoon grated orange peel (rind only)
1/3 cup raisins

1. Cook the sweet potatoes in a saucepan of boiling water for 25 minutes. Drain and mash the hot sweet potatoes with the 1/2 cup sugar and the butter, canela, cream and half of the orange peel.
2. Preheat the oven to 325 degrees. Grease a baking dish and sprinkle with 1/2 teaspoon sugar and the remaining orange peel. Spread the sweet potato mixture in the dish and bake for 10 minutes. Garnish with the raisins and let cool.

JUST ANOTHER SUCKER

"As thin as a repeated dream." 

- f. scott fitzgerald, Dyed Siberian Horse

illustration//james hadley chase  

(just another sucker, today magazine, june 4, 1960)

TAKE THE BULL BY THE HORNS

"I can't stand it to think my life is going so fast and I'm not really living it... Nobody ever lives their life all the way up except bullfighters."

 ernest hemingway, The Sun Also Rises

ph//lucien clergue

SONG FOR SUNDAY

All the wild horses
All the wild horses
Tell her with tears in their eyes
May no man's touch ever tame you
May no man's reigns ever chain you
And may no man's weight ever defrayed your soul
And as for the clouds
Just let them roll
Roll away
Roll away
As for the clouds
Just let them roll
Roll away
Roll away 

(all the wild horses, ray lamontagne)

ph// eye poetry