Monday, February 23, 2009
by Aleš Šteger
Some were on their way through Tivoli,
In the middle of gymnastics on rings,
In the middle of lion taming at the circus
When bones leaped out of their shoulders.
Others got greasy fingers while making deals.
Small bones spurted from their palms.
Knuckles were bent by the pressure
Like sealing wax.
Left under desks and altars, vertebrae pooled.
Astonished heads collapsed into themselves
Like wet paper sacks.
Teeth dangled in the middle of a sentence.
Dialects evaporated discreetly.
Then amoebae, bacteria and algae began to multiply
Until jelly flooded the streets.
Whoever touched someone stuck to him forever.
Translated from the Slovenian by Brian Henry
my friend mary hooked this little gig up for me, its a pretty nice little poem about everyone turning to jelly and sticking together. ahhhh jeah. errr if you wanna see it all together or whatever click this shit.
Posted by KG at 10:46 AM
Friday, February 20, 2009
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Monday, February 16, 2009
it was a long day today...damn long. i came home and sat down on the couch and set up all of my watercolor supplies in front of me. its a simple setup but it gets the job done. before i could tuck into some work i got back up and poured myself a glass of wine from a bottle i had sitting on the wood dresser next to the door. it looked so tasty and inviting in the glass, i had a sip and it was quite delicious. i got up once more and walked to the bathroom to fill a cup up with water for my paints. when i came back i peered into my glass and noticed a small knat drowning in my wine. i felt sorry for the little guy for some reason so i stuck my index finger into the wine and watched him clench on to the flesh life preserver. i pulled him out and placed him onto my opposite thumb and watched him stumble quite drunk in pathetic little semi circles on my skin. he looked quite wet still so i gently blew down onto him and watched him rub his front legs together then repeat the process with his back legs. he did this a few times then continued his semi circles with a bit more confidence. he was going to make it and it was all thanks to me! i wasnt an asshole. i saved one of god's creatures. i actually felt quite proud of myself for some reason when in hindsight saving a wine knat is about as important as trying to not step on ants when walking to the grocery store but i felt very pleased with myself anyhow. the little guy continued his self drying leg rubbing process and i watched with the utmost excitement and pride. i almost felt like a fire fighter that had saved a baby from a burning building, i felt like a good person. almost like a father. i started thinking of names for my little friend. surely he would want to stick it out with the man that had saved him from his merlot grave...he rubbed his front legs together once more took flight into the air and dove straight back into my wine glass...fucking alcoholic.
Posted by KG at 11:33 PM
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Sunday, February 8, 2009
get on bike,pedal,sweat,swerve,jump,take pictures,yell in english,cerveza,eat falafel,skate barceloneta banks,fetch with featch,paella with maryjane,laugh with west,walk with lane,walk solo,shitty clubs, shitty spanish mullets,talk to c-lad,midnight swim,get lost,call mom,fly to london...
Posted by KG at 11:48 PM