the last stanza of T. S. ELIOT’s poem “the hollow men” as street art
photo by: HÏMY SYÊD
SAM let me play in her closet.
i was like a little kid in a ball pit, but instead of spheres of primary colors, i had louboutin, givenchy, manolo, pierre hardy, prada and yves st. laurent as my playthings .
what’s on your mind sailor ?
the maxim on WOODY GUTHRIE’s guitar .
i’ve been on a writing rampage recently .
seeped into the pages lie truths and lies and all the in betweens.
i hope to one day play moleskine jenga .
that is, should i ever find someone so disarming.
feeding off the filth .
the fauna of echo park lake .
surround me with beautiful women to play with but just one man to love.
last thursday ANA and i traversed all of la .
what a good sport that little lady is ! straight from her shoot with RONY, ANA came along for the shoot STAMP and i conceptualized for RUBY .
off we hustled downtown to the studio where GUISEPPE and NATE were ready to shoot .
after the final photo shoot of the day (and a brief visit from the cops), i had all the girls involved in the shoot put on the same neon pink matte lipstick we had RUBY wear, and had STAMP capture the moment .
from l-r: me, MELE, RUBY, ANA and ALEJANDRA
i’ve let you devour my innards so that not even i can make use of the leftover carrion .
my good friend TINKO CZETWERTYNSKI took this shot outside of the grand hotel in milan, italy .
the ink color is great on her skin ,
and it’s all just so romantic .
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