
a place called 'cakeshop') in NYC
and she sent back the photo from her mobile; so cool.
She also made me cry a lot the other day with her memories of 9/11; I had forgotten that she would have been there, so close and felt the whole thing so closely. Her words, someone I knew expressing such pain and confusion, really made it real for me at last; no longer something that happened across the ocean.
Bit of a list blog today again aside from this; thinking around the subject of my Mexican fairies and coming up with words to best suit my ideas.
First, however, some notes from cashjobworld. Noticed a new packet of Persil (that's PERSIL) washing capsules, pillows, whatever, called ' Naturals'. On the back of the pack -big f.o. panel with a black cross in it and the warning 'Irritant'. Ah. A Natural Irritant, obviously; gee, must wash my clothes in that and then flush it into the sea.
Second, more comically, I keep misreading things. Maybe my mind is on greater issues, maybe I am lazy. Today I read 'snow covered' on a tin of dog food. It said 'slow cooked'.
(Now I come to think about it, the truth is as stupid as the fiction...)
So; fairies... picture the scene, scenes, scenario.
twiglight
fragile
rhapsody
dusk
tarnished
fractured
tattered
wayward
delinquent
famished
fractious
turbulent
fretful
luminous
And I nearly forgot; one of those ideas that has been on a back burner can now come centre stage (mix 'em baby) - I had the idea when doing the boatman of using Stu as a model for female figures in a kind of transexual or indeterminate gender way; maybe my fairy friends are the cue I've been waiting for!
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