california christmas

christmas;goats cheese, goose,
chestnut gnocci&sage
brussels sprouts.

stong beer
nice red wine,

cookies, truffles;



mm. im feeling very glad in my
room at home
listening to this new
fecalface mix

my senses are all pleased.
smelling a perfume i have for christmas;
rose petal jam
noor dates
white almonds,
soft woody

then today a swedish graphic design book
in japanese???
so pretty ♥♥ the best book ever (!!)

gala apple + candy cane

soft blanket,


Having a coke with you

is even more fun than going to San Sebastian, Irún, Hendaye, Biarritz, Bayonne
or being sick to my stomach on the Travesera de Gracia in Barcelona
partly because in your orange shirt you look like a better happier St. Sebastian
partly because of my love for you, partly because of your love for yoghurt
partly because of the fluorescent orange tulips around the birches
partly because of the secrecy our smiles take on before people and statuary
it is hard to believe when I’m with you that there can be anything as still
as solemn as unpleasantly definitive as statuary when right in front of it
in the warm New York 4 o’clock light we are drifting back and forth
between each other like a tree breathing through its spectacles

and the portrait show seems to have no faces in it at all, just paint
you suddenly wonder why in the world anyone ever did them
I look
at you and I would rather look at you than all the portraits in the world
except possibly for the Polish Rider occasionally and anyway it’s in the Frick
which thank heavens you haven’t gone to yet so we can go together the first time
and the fact that you move so beautifully more or less takes care of Futurism
just as at home I never think of the Nude Descending a Staircase or
at a rehearsal a single drawing of Leonardo or Michelangelo that used to wow me
and what good does all the research of the Impressionists do them
when they never got the right person to stand near the tree when the sun sank
or for that matter Marino Marini when he didn’t pick the rider as carefully
as the horse
it seems they were all cheated of some marvellous experience
which is not going to go wasted on me which is why I’m telling you about it

Frank O'Hara


bye room

I've been living in this room for less than two months, with cardboard boxes for furniture
and a blow up bed.

But some news (!!)

I found the most beautiful perfect place to live in sf
with a couple of sweetie pies,
I move in on the 1st.

I feel pretty darn lucky.


El amor en los tiempos del cólera

I am overwhelmed with sadness.