Colors in the city

When the cold weather recedes, the days are bright and the air is flowy and fresh I turn into a majestic peacock dancing for you, dancing to the tune of your love you make me alive, even in my dying days these city walls collapse, and it becomes paradise I can live here, like this,Continue reading “Colors in the city”

Rat kids

Tonight, my favorite song is ‘Dont stop believing’ by Journey. In the guitar strings is our experience in this dark of the night. Rainy metro city concrete floors, concrete walls. Dark nights, cloudy days, spans of loneliness that lasts months on end. You’ve become an American boy, more than I’ve ever become an American girl.Continue reading “Rat kids”

You look real good sister

A young woman was walking in the city during her work lunch break. She was well-dressed and had high heels on. Her long hair gently flowed with her, yet she was busy in thought. A man was calmly walking down the street with his hands in his pockets. They crossed paths and he said, “YouContinue reading “You look real good sister”

My Apartamento: JD Samson shows around her Brooklyn flat

Originally posted on Projectoras.com:
JD Samson former   member of the feminist punk band Le Tigre, shows director Barbara Anastacio around her Brooklyn flat – Read the feature on NOWNESS. My Apartamento: JD Samson – NOWNESS from NOWNESS on Vimeo.

Lucky from the top

How lucky am I to see the world from this vantage point right now? Birds chasing boats, boats probably chasing fish… Three pigeon friends walking in line and circle dancing once in a while The precise rise and dives of the birds Majestic man made towers Probably fresh scent of pizza, simmering with buzzing downtown lights acrossContinue reading “Lucky from the top”

Subtle Warmth of the White Cotton Blanket

Raindrops on banana leaves and subtle warmth of the white cotton blanket distant strumming of the whiny guitar rhythmic drumming of my heart; beat like songs from the paddy fields during monsoon. Sunshine and rainbows runway clouds and fantasies taste of fruits so sweet they cause pain and sounds of birds; tweet so loud, theyContinue reading “Subtle Warmth of the White Cotton Blanket”

Loyal love in the slow city

2011/07 Is the love that I have as deep as Radha’s love for Krishna? Is it eternal like time? What is this love? Can you feel this love as you observe a faithful dog follow its master. Such a loyal companion it is, made just for one. Can you sense this love as you watchContinue reading “Loyal love in the slow city”