Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Which Way?

Results will be in this week, most likely today. Potentially more cancer, more treatment. A turn for the worst or a turn in the direction of some hope. I could use some hope and good news.

Always Lost

Months later, I can't sing enough praises for an end that was completely satisfying. Completing character arcs and finishing on more of an emotional, spiritual note rather than answering every little question was the way to go, for me at least. But gotta say...still suffering from withdrawal.

Monday, August 30, 2010

Sunday, August 29, 2010

Exceptional Work...Check it!






I just came across my friend Francesco's blog and website showcasing some of his amazing work. Originally from Italy, now residing in the Mission this talented guy is definitely one to look out for. This was evidenced recently at show at 111 Minna that I got the opportunity to attend and witness the sales of most, if not all of his work, which was by far some of the best and most intricate work in the gallery. The work above speaks for itself. Go Chiste!

Pot Bear

Someone made these deliciously enhanced lollipops for Pride this year. Lickable.

The Tendernob

Saturday, August 28, 2010

Black Swan

After a horrendous summer movie season where the only movies of note were the excellent Inception and smartly written The Kids Are Alright, the fall seems to bring a promise of more substance. Darren Aronofsky's newest is definitely one I'm excited about. Making trippy, visceral films that are hard to shake and often times watch, Black Swan looks pretty intense. A definite plus is Natalie Portman stars, who is always pleasure to see onscreen.

Big Sur II


Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Abandoned




A photographer explores abandoned mental institutions across the US in this pictorial essay. The results are haunting, but more than the architectural aspect what is really compelling are the traces of who used to inhabit these places. Human leftovers of a population that has been abandoned by a poor health system and society that just doesn't quite know what to do with mental health patients beyond containment.
I can only imagine how fascinating and moving it must have been to walk these empty halls and consider what might have transpired there.
Matt McDonough is the photographer. There's a short interview piece on the NY Times blog and more pictures here.

Sunday, August 22, 2010

Grey Oceans

CocoRosie's new album, Grey Oceans was released a bit ago but it was only last week until I put in a good listen. I must say I'm loving it. Piano driven, boppy, often times with a theatrical quality to the instrumentation. There's haunting and ghostly quality that are a perfect fit for these dark times.

Sunday, August 15, 2010

Friday, August 13, 2010

Thursday, August 12, 2010

California Chillin

Toro y Moi have some new tunes coming out. Very different from the previous synth heavier album, reminds me more of Beach House and sunny rides down the California coast....A road trip would be nice, to be able find the sun that seems to elude a darkened, cold, San Francisco these days.


Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Kitty Corner


Old pics of my cat during college days in Chile. So long ago. So cute.

Monday, August 9, 2010

Down


I’ve been sitting crossed legged a lot lately. Mostly at home, in my room. Not because I’m praying or meditating, but because of the intense backache from the tumor. It’s really difficult to fall asleep at night slumped over, cross legged on your bed.
Nothing some painkillers can’t help out with.

Painkillers to numb away the pain.

There’s just so much of it!

It’s been 8 months since I first got sick.
Time flies.
Flies by so quickly I can’t remember the last time I smiled without trying to conceal a grimace. The last time every bite of food didn’t taste like it was coated with a thick metallic aluminum chemical. Time since I last got drunk and was able to carelessly laugh away the night. Time since my dick didn’t get rock hard at the contact with another aching body. Time where I didn’t look in the mirror and have trouble recognizing the face in front.
I’ve been listening to Sigur Ros a lot. It seems most vocalists lack the words to say anything I want to hear or haven’t already heard. Instrumental is best.
No words, just silence. There is nothing to say.

Just, I'm beyond exhausted. Everything weighs a ton.
It's just been a bad, day today.

Friday, August 6, 2010

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

My Life Now

Wish it was just candy. (not my picture)