Posts in the “FASCINATIONS” category
Gold and Gray
by angeliska on December 5, 2008
A series of lazy days, wherein I attempt to hack chunks off of a steadily expanding list, but when I’m chilly I seem to get less done- I need to crouch near the heater and contemplate the dust-motes whispering gold (…)
Salomé + Yma Sumac
by angeliska on November 7, 2008
I was Salomé for Halloween this year, as in Dance of the Seven Veils, daughter of Herodias, and all that. I suppose I oughtn’t have been surprised at how many people I met had no idea who Salomé was.. All (…)
Hot Pursuits
by angeliska on July 17, 2008
Texan summertime truly encourages innovation in the realms of refreshment and distraction- Anything to take your mind off your parched throat, and the rivulets of sweat dripping down every limb.. Thus, fancy sodas, frivolous frocks, and every night a cabaret, (…)
Summerfluff
by angeliska on July 2, 2008
About a week ago, I set out on an adventure.. I intended it to be only a minor one- Black Sabbath Brunch at Dominique’s house and then a little junking at the Citywide Garage Sale.. I was a wee bit (…)
Hibernation Station
by angeliska on January 21, 2008
She used to wear her hair like you except when she was sleeping, and then she’d weave it on a loom of smoke and gold and breathing. Escape by Amy Earles She is one of my favorite artists. All I (…)
San Frantastical!
by angeliska on December 3, 2007
Roasting ducks and painted ladies. I had not visited San Francisco in twenty-one years. Not since I was seven and I went with my grandparents who lived in Los Angeles. I remember hills and pretty houses, yes. We went to (…)
Days in the Elf-house
by angeliska on June 30, 2007
Three days of constant motion, momentum for the sake of momentum- endless errands, packing too much/not enough lost articles, baggage mishaps, no sleep, unexpected grief, the circus (more on that later, I swear..) Suddenly I find myself thousands of feet (…)
12 MONTHS – An experiment in endurance and luck
by angeliska on December 11, 2005
As 2005 draws to a close, I find myself very curious- looking at the first line (or so) for each month and seeing what they reveal of where I’ve been.. This horrible, miserable year has battered and dragged my carcass (…)
I found a reason..
by angeliska on December 7, 2005
Who would have known : that a boy like him Would have entered me lightly restoring my blisses Who would have known : that a boy like him After sharing my core would stay going nowhere Who would have known (…)
Idylls of October
by angeliska on November 4, 2005
Welcome to the new day, my brave new world.. Here’s what it is, the parts that make up a scattered whole, a new shoot, a tender tendril pushing up into the cold air and light dappled and strange. A conglomeration (…)
