Category Archives: Collage
lost & found
I lost my work pass six months ago, or so, in a cab.
The other day I found a lost message on Facebook.
It had been found. I had been found.
But I didn’t see the message.
Work in progress. Still pretty lost.
heARTbeatgal
go lightly
” Paul Varjak: You know what’s wrong with you, Miss Whoever-you-are? You’re chicken, you’ve got no guts. You’re afraid to stick out your chin and say,
“Okay, life’s a fact, people do fall in love, people do belong to each other, because that’s the only chance anybody’s got for real happiness.”
You call yourself a free spirit, a “wild thing,” and you’re terrified somebody’s gonna stick you in a cage. Well baby, you’re already in that cage. You built it yourself. And it’s not bounded in the west by Tulip, Texas, or in the east by Somali-land.
It’s wherever you go. Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself.”
my snap of…
My Vows
Annette Messager
(French, born 1943)
1988-91. Photographs, colored graphite on paper, string, black tape, and pushpins over black paper or black synthetic polymer paint, Overall approximately 11′ 8 1/4″ x 6′ 6 3/4″ (356.2 x 200 cm).
MoMa Gallery
heART
h e A R T b e a t g a l
hBg in Paree!
Twenty or so years ago Paris and I met. Despite best efforts, the meeting was awkward at best.
I will spare you the tragedy of my early nineties homestay (i.e. commute) to and from Livry-Gargan to Gambetta whilst navigating the fresh horror of the tragic separation of my then thirteen-year-old harp playing exchange partner Vincent’s insane parents… Ahem…
It never quite felt right. How could a girlie like me, ME, have beef with Paris?
So I went back sola to settle the score. Mission accomplished. Here are my reflections …on, …of, …in Paris.
Merci Paris. À la prochaine…
heARTbeatgal
[Class of ’95 French immersion program…this one’s for you!]
ideal?
the gold is wrinkled and worn. but its scars tell a story. one I would much rather hear frankly.
sending love to any shiny spirit who was ever made to feel less than beautiful.
go gently.
heARTbeatgal
o! canada!
o canada
my home and native land
I spent your day strolling through mega fauna and snap snap snapping.
gawd keep you glorious and free!
o canada, seriously, stand on guard for thee.
Flickr Photos
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