“You, I did it all for you. Do you know who I am? Do you know just what to do? Now you're all that I have, Is it fair to love me, too?
You, it hurts because of you. And I'll kiss you through a hazmat suit, That's what I'll do if I have to.
You seem to know who I am, As though you know just what to do. Now you're all that I have, Is it fair to love me, too?
And you, I did it all for you.”
--“If I Don’t Have To,” Keaton Henson
“She began to do as she liked and to feel as she liked. She had resolved never to take another step backward.” - Kate Chopin, The Awakening (via the-book-diaries)
A group of incredible beings created something amazing in mid-May of 2023. I was lucky enough to get to see it all flourish and flow at Public Records in Brooklyn, New York.
How I received this unbelievable opportunity I will never know; I couldn’t believe what the Universe placed in my hands. Which is a given—Sigur Rós is the sound of our Universe breathing. True beauty is in everything, and their warm vibrations remind me of that daily.
When I turned my closed eyes to the sky in this photograph (and film poster), my atoms threaded with the sacred, loud, quiet, endless, dark, shimmering, blindingly bright world outside the walls and the glowing cathedral @katya_gimro and her team had created inside the studio.
My being exploded, boundless. Listening to such powerful sound for twenty-one years accumulated into a melding of air and skin, sound and senses, unhinged vulnerability, elation, and, of course: exponential joy.
Thank you, Sigur Rós. Endlessly. You’ve shown my soul true peace. You stayed right beside this exhausted, grieving child down her path of finding uncontrollable vibrancy and her true spirit.
“There’s something sacred and holy about what that does on the inside. And to share that experience with others is just so beautiful.”
—Steven Ezra Riley
The Universe will hold you. You just have to find a way to hear it.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=qEw--v19WyI
Seaside Halloween tree.
(RMS, 10-20-2022.)
Virginia Woolf, from Orlando: A Biography
Autumn reclaimed.
(RMS, 11-3-21.)
Banishment.
(RMS, 6-8-22.)
Yes. Yes, in-fucking-deed.
“Said one observer on Gallatin Road, about three-quarters of a mile north of the storm, ‘The tornado cloud was first observed while watching the unusual hail, which fell prior to the storm. The cloud approaching from a westerly direction appeared like a huge inverted cone moving rapidly across a light-colored background of rain, looking very much similar to a shadow moving across a motion picture screen.’”
https://www.weather.gov/ohx/nashvilletornadomarch1933
“You may’ve bought the gun,
But I made my own powder.”
(RMS, 8-8-21.)