Dallas — Keep it up, brave little dude.
Dallas — We were heading to the burbs. Organizers have nicknames for everything. All work cars were burbs, named after a fleet of Chevy Suburbans donated to nonprofits like ours in the 70s. I had parked my bur...
Dallas — We’d walked wharves together, played upon rooftops, facades, within intimate windows. Sailed along the coast. All that he was, he laid out before me. All that I wished to be, I listened, enamored. Laz...
This guy was defending a kiosk of concert posters in Deep Ellum.
I am not willing to die for this JOB! The first thoughts that happen to pop into my head after the lock down at my elementary school.
I am here.
I've been through the streets of Dallas. So many times, yet when I pass those streets. I remember my childhood.
On boring things
My sable brush and pink ballet slippers...pas de deux this weekend.
Sunday, I learned that I am taller than a Samurai. Right there in the Kimbell, my world shifted....
Lines, marks on a page across the century I became his lover again. There wharves, buildings, lap of water in black and white. Here, my warmed heart.
"Lead Foot" young masters' art, stopped us in our tracks at Dallas Art Museum today on our way in to see Hopper's drawings.
Clyde
Welcome to Dallas.
I'm ready to go.
At work. Despite the scenery, desperate for something new.