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If I were to ever get a tattoo, it would be an eye on my left ankle.
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You have witchcraft in your lips, Kate.
Henry V, William Shakespeare.
One evening in September, I had the pleasure of watching Christopher Plummer recite excerpts of this play at Lincoln Center. His performance was even more majestic than the music (New York Philharmonic was playing.) ‘Twas wonderful.
This line was one of my favorites.
On the train ride home, I quoted it aloud to my sister. An eccentric writer was sitting next to me, and when I said that, I noticed he wrote it down. I hope he didn’t use it, because he’d be stealing from Shakespeare :)
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When I first saw you I fell in love and you smiled because you knew.
William Shakespeare - Hamlet (via quotes-for-the-soul)
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Terrible am I, child,
Even if you don’t mind.
Fleet Foxes, Blue Ridge Mountains
How I’d love to have a conversation with this man. He looks like he’s storing interesting ideas under that hat.
“Why?”
“Because you have a wonderful face.”
Soo I’ll probably end up covering my tumblr with reblogs of HONY. <3 I love living in New York, and I feel like HONY is our own inside joke.
“I like your bear.”
“He’s not mine! He belongs to the whole class!”
My wife’s name was Barbara, I used to call her Ba.
My name was Lawrence, she used to call me La.
When she died, I changed my name to Bala.
My skateboard, which I built and painted :)
I envisioned it completely differently, but I suppose I like how it came out… So many mistakes though. :3
This is an excerpt of what I wrote about it, when it was on display: “The elephant’s head sits on one end of the board, and the human hands are on the other side. But they are not disconnected. They are linked by the designs spewing from the elephant’s trunk. Rather than a frightening gush of water, the designs loop and interlace with the fingers. The hands do not retreat; rather, they reach into the shower of designs. My mental connection between the human and the elephant is the loneliness behind both. Everyone has felt lonely at least once in life. The person behind the hands of my painting is lonely, and she reaches for more, looking to be consoled or satisfied. With hands stretched upwards, she finds the colorful designs welcoming her. And there, on the other end, is the elephant. The elephant that is lonely when it is only considered a dangerous beast. The elephant that is capable of creating beauty. The elephant that has introduced the hands in the painting to something more. The elephant that has the pleasure of feeling the human’s love in return. In this situation, the elephant and human are there to comfort each other and ease their loneliness. Although my painting did not result in the grand vision I held in my head from the beginning, I only hope it succeeded in illustrating their solace.”
It’s nothing amazing, but I felt like sharing.
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