Saturday, 31 October 2009

the power of 63, part two. (that is 2/ II)

I am taking a picture of lots of numbers, to try and reach sixtyfree, i like taking pictures, it's a bit expensive. i've got 42 i found that on a railway sleeper at eccles road train station. i found a really good 6, and a good 12, but i didn't have any film on me. what use is a camera with no film.

jacques henri-lartigue/bill eggleston are my photographic heros (they are the only two i've really heard of) but they are pretty darn awesome.

one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty, twenty-one, twenty-two, twenty-three, twenty-four, twenty-five, twenty-six, twenty-seven, twenty-eight, twenty-nine, thirty, thirty-one, thirty-two, thirty-three, thirty-four, thirty-five, thirty-six, thirty-seven, thirty-eight, thirty-nine, fourty, fourty-one, fourty-two, fourty-three, fourty-four, fourty-five, fourty-six, fourty-seven, fourty-eight, fourty-nine, fifty, fifty-one, fifty-two, fifty-three, fifty-four, fifty-five, fifty-six, fifty-seven, fifty-eight, fifty-nine, sixty, sixty-one, sixty-two, SIXTY-THREE!

Monday, 26 October 2009

the power of sixty-three, so tell me..

My niece has the worst attention span, I told her 'my favourite number is 63' to which she responded 'yes'....'rosie my love, what is my favourite number?'.... a silence, a look of extreme and deep thought... a shrug and the muttered questioning word 'nine?'... is she actually really clever and added them together??

sixty-three is a number i plucked out of nowhere, though i wrote down some numbers and accidently stopped on sixty-three the other day. i think in reality i don't know my favourite number.

'my point of entry, is the same way i leave'. f.r

My favourite overheard thing from the past couple of days is.... 'oh this would look really nice on, with just a g-string'..... SEXY RIGHT?


Saturday, 12 September 2009

say, hope you're better than the rest because you talk a good game

i take pink slips in my hand, i slide them on my fingers as i wrap elastic around my wrist while it is burning because i like the way the pain pinches my skin.

i move from place to place and very soon i shall be settled.

i find a dark place in my head for a banquet of peaches and cheeses to be layed out.

i find a dark place in my heart.

how very very depressing.

Tuesday, 8 September 2009

"I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world" (Walt Whitman)

i tried to help my mother
her cough was quite bad
she is wheezing and choking

a scar, on her brow
a knot in her stomach dies
her blood is wrong still

Monday, 31 August 2009

bank holiday

body, mind and heart combine. passing words like dances through hallways and down stairs and in time with the aftermath of what i think i should call perfection. she is the epitome of what i feel for the world, the world is to small to justify this, the world is empty compared and the dancers in hallways down stairs are still. the dancers in hallways move when she moves, they make patterns on the floor in the shape of her fingerprints. they bow down to her, they encourage her, they are the angels on her shoulder.

Tuesday, 25 August 2009

he has simply one rule

I have simply one rule , care less for the detail and more for the context, meaning is framed by events and intentions, it is rarely in the minute as is it is often believed.

anon 25/08/09

Tuesday, 11 August 2009

deciding what to have for lunch..

is possibly the most hard thing i have ever had to do, there is generally the choice of bread, and assorted things to go in or on bread. and i always end up having the same sandwich. for that reason, i shant eat, if i eat, i'm submitting to how mundane my eating habits are and have become. so i shall wait until something interesting floats by and snatch it out of the air like a big bird catching a little bird for tea.

but, i'm still hungry so this possibly won't work. so, feta cheese, well that is different, can i have that in a sandwich? well. do i have to have a sandwich? i like bread, why am i so reluctant to have a sandwich? it's probably because i eat far to much bread as it is, tooo much. i could have feta cheese with whatever else there is, ketchup? and cheddar cheese. this is hardly a culinary delight. i could top it off with some out of date yoghurt, well, thats basicaly cheese right? not quite a cheese salad. thats a point, there might be some salad, oh no, tomato and cucumber, how very thrilling. looks like i'm having a feta, ketchup, cheddar, tomato and cucumber sandwich.


this is me and rosie niece, having lunch.

Saturday, 8 August 2009

pig flu...

plenty of sleep,
effervescent recovery!