courtesy of genius photographer,
cat savior and friend sofia sforza
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feel what i feel what i feel what i feel what i'm feeling in the sunshine roy ayres |
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| stills from my short the break-up/fijas de la separación (2005, 20mins, mini-DV) with/con maria alché, gladys lizarazu, juan minujín, cecilia monteagudo and sofía wilhelmi wardrobe/vestuario por silvia gurfein artistic consultant/consulencia artistica por mariana obersztern editing/montaje por ivan larsen postproduction/posproducción por ian kornfeld written, produced and directed by/guión, producción y dirección por stefania fumo |
| self-portrait at sunset on the beach near Libreville in Gabon... damn i really miss my silver Norma Kamali bathing suit! |
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GIRA Y DISCO NUEVO!! el mismo estara disponible en la gira que la banda va realizar en las siguientes ciudades: enero viernes 28 - Mar del Plata- Vinoteca Perrier-19hs sabado 29 - Neuquen- Teatro del Viento 23 hs domingo 30 - Tandil febrero viernes 4 - Rosario sabado 5 - Mendoza domingo 6 - La Rioja marzo presentacion en capital federal en la calle Niceto, con entrada a 40$ y cd nuevo incluido pronto mas info |
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| mi marcello adoré cumplió años en p.o.p.a galeria de arte tienda de diseño lamadrid 882 boca buenos aires argentina fotos, galeria, creatividad y amor: boscojojo modelo superglam: iam cara |
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| minigirlontape and her minisister, circa 1970 Of that holiday all I remember is the little boy who once grabbed me, shouting: "I Love You!! Do You Love Me??" "Yes!" I shouted back. And he stuck his tongue in my mouth. Then he ran up to my sister and stuck his tongue in her mouth too. And that was how girlontape first found out that men are traitors and hos. Of course, I took it out on my sister...which was nothing new in our brief lives up to that point: she was the youngest, therefore my subject/slave/toy. To this day she still berates me with things like: "Remember when you threw that shoe at me?!? I still have the scar...look!" To which I answer: "Hmmm...I don't see any scar. Remember when I bit you just to see what blood looks like?" "No! OMG you're so gonna pay for that!!!!" "Quit your whining...don't forget I lent you my bitchin camaro for a whole summer!" Etc, etc, etc. Notice the clear symptoms of Stockholm syndrome in the picture below: |
| looks like life might be more dangerous among humans than among animals...on dangerous paths will i walk...may my animals lead me! thought minigirlontape, preconsciously paraphrasing friedrich |
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| my first true love fell to earth 64 years ago today and i will sit right down, waiting for the gift of sound and vision... meanwhile, the thin white duke muses about art & life with his mates iggy, brian eno, lou reed etc. |
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| maiden with unicorn, 15th c. dutch artist mary poppins: Ojo que las virgenes despiertan gran erotismo! girlontape: Sólo una virgen puede atrapar un unicornio. queen mary: Watch out - virgins are a huge turn-on! girlontape: But only a virgin can tame a unicorn... |
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girlontape is officially in awe of this book by the endlessly wise, utterly inspiring, way way way talented tracy mcmillan. read it, savor it, delight in it, treasure it. |
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ph: kathrin ziegler between 9th and 10th, and lived there happily ever after for a while. Those years were special, radical and beautiful, and part of their beauty was strolling, lounging, picknicking, listening to music and celebrating wigstock in our beloved and heroic tompkins square park. Over the hours and the seasons I got to know every tree and flower and Puerto Rican drummer and homeless Vet in that park... and I love it as my very own. The day my grandfather died, the park looked like this: |
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| ph: david shankbone |
| To the garden, the world, anew ascending, | |
| Potent mates, daughters, sons, preluding, | |
| The love, the life of their bodies, meaning and being, | |
| Curious, here behold my resurrection, after slumber; | |
| The revolving cycles, in their wide sweep, have brought me again, | 5 |
| Amorous, mature—all beautiful to me—all wondrous; | |
| My limbs, and the quivering fire that ever plays through them, for reasons, most wondrous; | |
| Existing, I peer and penetrate still, | |
| Content with the present—content with the past, | |
| By my side, or back of me, Eve following, | 10 |
| Or in front, and I following her just the same. walt whitman, leaves of grass |