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Gia Kourlas and me ...
Gia Kourlas reviewed the festival I was in a couple of weeks ago ---
What is it about a dancer in a window that makes heads snap on a balmy summer evening? Perhaps, in a city deprived of a red-light district, it has something to do with the tawdry allure of a peep show.
On Monday there were plenty of heads turned toward the storefront of Chashama, ( Read more... ) -
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Trying so hard to reclaim my autonomy, my independence from dependence, my life.
Trying to stay calm in my heart .... wherever she is.
There is a time in every man's education when he arrives at the conviction that envy is ignorance; that imitation is suicide; that he must take himself for better, for worse, as his portion; that though the ( Read more... ) -
I got lots of things I gotta doo ...
I'm performing a fashion experiment this summer. It was originally conceived with dear Angelo, and implemented with my dear friend Laura. The apron. Upon discovering a beautiful amount of cheap and great (pocket-filled!) aprons in vintage stores, I decided that I would be the next hip thing. Well, not me, but the apron. So, Laura has a beautiful ( Read more... ) -
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When we fought, usually in the morning
after cooking the eggs, making the coffee
and taking the necessary vitamins - a
testament i thought, to living a long life
together -about when our cell phones
would light up, vibrate, and ring with
a coldness only a machine that monitors
your life can bring, he'd tell me
to leave.
but each night that had ( Read more... ) -
And suddenly ...
Slowly, but surely coming back into my own self/space/city ...
Seeing Christopher Williams tonight performing at Dixonplace's HOT! festival. There are so many things right and beautiful with that sentance. Something about a good downtowny venue with some juicy work that totally restores my faith in ... life.
Apparently I'm performing at the Oasis ( Read more... ) -
Who is worthy of my tits?
I'll admit, the caffeine in my coffee combined with the sunshine this morning really sparked my neurons and on the train ride to downtown brooklyn, i further structured/fell in love with my lit thesis and conceived a new piece and couldn't wait to get to the studio to move ( Read more... ) -
Can you see?
It is the Fourth of July ( Read more... ) -
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Sorry to have disappeared, swimming here in a mess of a life. Thankful that it is summer, and the sun sticks around longer ( Read more... ) -
Learn it, love it, live it ...
New email address because hotmail sucks:
patrice.miller.1@gmail.com
yes, all hail the google gods. -
Lauds, Compline
each morning i ( Read more... )