Monthly Archives: October 2006

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Julian Schnabel and Ian Schrager

I spent a couple of nights with my lover at the Gramercy Park Hotel, NYC, Schrager’s collaboration with Julian Schnabel — painter, filmmaker, now, interior designer. I found the space intriguing. What was it — dark, deeply scented of burning … Continue reading

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Rather lonely here, noting the stacking of messages from me. I’ll leave it at that, then. Reach, if any needs allow, for aid; reach, if any calls are heard, to offer it. I’ll practice what I preach. wishing warmth, all … Continue reading

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Expansions in wandering . . . notes to a friend

Out there, a heron calls its rattling, croaking call, which reaches far back in time — a sound so distant in the symphony of the world that, perhaps, it recalls the auditory recoil of the time of the dinosaurs. Water … Continue reading

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Crossroads

Isn’t it so that every movement is the nexus of a crossing guard? One element, one lover, comes to an other — and they twine, rooted. One path way, one road, to another and there is some thing new, seen … Continue reading

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been there, done

Hi and good morning. An intense week — surely for all. I was just here, in the office — seems like. And now I’m back again. Actually, my plane was late, about 10.30pm, the police came on the jet — … Continue reading

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m a k i n g b a l l e t

I spent the day with Balletmakers | Capezio the day before yesterday. It was Cristina and I. Some interviews, some research, some connections. More gathering. This will be going on for a couple of weeks, the two of us. But … Continue reading

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nice tomb, grant’s

Keep the spirit on wing, really? Love all, then take off… — T > nyc

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p e r f e c t i o n s

Good morning. Here’s a procession: For the last 15 years, or more, I’ve been watching the evolution of this artist, designer and sculptor, Anish Kapoor. He was, however, born one year after me, so he’s been around. You probably know … Continue reading

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