Artists are the antennae of the race […]

(Title: Ezra Pound)

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Zbigniew Preisner - Lacrimosa

Gala and Salvador Dalí in a photo booth.

Gala Dalí was Salvador Dalí's most famous muse, the love of his life, his manager and his mentor. When Gala passed away in 1982, Dalí no longer would continue his art.

With this post, Tanialicious is officially back.

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Blue Wind

Jantetelco 102 . January 27, 2008 . 3:20 pm


Spring and summer,
Every other day,
Blue wind gets so sad.
Blowin' through the thick corn,
Through the bales of hay,
Through the open books on the grass...

Spring and summer.

Sure, when it's autumn,
Wind always wants to
Creep up and haunt you -
Whistling, it's got you.
With its heartache, and its sorrow
Winter wind sings and it cries...

Spring and summer,
Every other day,
Blue wind gets so pained.
Blowin' through the thick corn,
Through the bales of hay,
Through the sudden drift of the rain...
Spring and summer.

Spring and summer,
Every other day,
Blue wind gets so lost.
Blowin' through the thick corn,
Through the bales of hay.

Spring and summer,
Every other day,
Blue wind gets so lost.
Blowin' through the thick corn,
Through the bales of hay.

Through the wandering clouds of the dust,
Spring and summer.

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ee cummings

59 W 12th Street . December 18, 2007 . 2:23 pm

i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart)

i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it (anywhere
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
i fear
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)

Selected Poems, 1958

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51. Describe what to do with your body when you die.

59 W 12th Street . December 12, 2007 . 6:48 pm .

"When I die, I would like my body to be cremated ... Most of my ashes will be in the same place as my family in Tokyo ... Some of my ashes should be scattered somewhere else, which I'm going to find later ... Don't be sad, but I want you to cry a lot and then laugh with the person next to you ... I'll be reincarnated in another body someday ... Someone said that death is like a rejuvenating sleep so a morning will come in which we will all wake up again."

Ai Ikeda, 2007

Based on Learning to Love You More.

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Carlitos

59 W 12th Street . November 21, 2007 . 4:15 am .

The last time I had seen him I was 10 (maybe 10 but probably younger) and our families were very close... we all went on a road trip to Amecameca.

He kept pulling my hair.
It was a very cold day.

My sister found an abandoned white puppy... we took it home with us and named it Cielo.

That was all I could remember.

In 2005 I ran into Carlitos at the Guggenheim Museum in New York. He was the first person I ever told "I haven't seen you in 15 years."

He replied "I just became a dad!"
We hugged.

Carlitos is now the artist Carlos Amorales and his Black Cloud exhibition is showing at Yvon Lambert.

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