.:tba.: dead can dance

I wrote a piece.
Short one.
Based on the interviews and articles I scoured the internet for.
Wow I love this mans life. His brain. Also I thought he was sexiest at ages 40-50 and again at ages 70-83 (because by 85 he gained weight again, but, I would still love him) Can you believe it. Have you seen a hottie woman at age 75? Let me see the picture.

Anyway this is what I wrote. I want to update this post with all the great articles, interviews and videos I found.

.:
quality was lost
there is no ugly vintage.
“bad taste came after, with the industrial era”
luxurious products are exclusive by price due to the quality of craftsmanship and paramount design.
when the quality fell, the talentless flourished, bad taste became the norm.
the beauty of well and long crafted pieces and objects vanished with
the new rise of modernism, fast food, minimalism, the attention civilization lost on object creation by an individual has caused a rift in the collective psyches concept of worth in a way that disconnects the self from environment. the cause and effect concept has become diluted and washed thin which diminishes the value of time spent reflecting the origins of our world while creating a simple meal from scratch, hemming a piece of cloth, to building an entire city.
the standard of quality has always been defined by luxury, but when money becomes disconnected from its origin luxury becomes distasteful and stale.
.:

There are no pictures of Karl Lagerfeld undressed. Not a single one! I cannot find a inch of his skin apart from his face, neck, and hands. Amazing!


"If fashion is your trade then when you're naked you must be unemployed"

gosh the buy the yard fair turned out great even though it rained >< !! i didnt take pics.. ugh...though i had my phone.... my table was basically a pile of used baggies of everything i cleared up :D yeah! was really cool. met a girl whos going to manila too and when we facebooked it was like uh... duh we have common friends. so i think thatll be cool.. was sposed to cut the fabric before i go but it looks like thats not going to happen... ok hey i brought a bunch of stuff to virgin marys on friday!! yes. some new stuff some favorites... no time for reading right now :c so i havent read anything since the kite runner. i saw the film too, did i blog about that. damn! i thought it was good. it was filmed in china?? what the crap. guess it wouldve been hard to film on site..... the other day i say a couple iranian films which kind of blew me away too.. not really like reading and watching but like my gosh i had no idea..... how beautiful and intense and differet and the same... abbas kirostamis 10, was hype.... the wind will carry us was good too nice location so nice. long though and i thought there would be more comedy? but the landscape and the village was amazing. i loved the guest house. no time to watch the rest either... so.. making lots of stuff and have been in the past days epoxying cameos into settings. yay. so nice. for shops. for my online shop too... which will be run by me but shipped by angela (beadworksclasses) once a week... so cool... ok so i guess i should stop slacking off and get to work making stuff. gah! so hard. there is a lot going on. i get the king of cups card a lot. what the heck is that supposed to mean. groanhands. had a great talk with sandra the other day... that girl is hype. she met me at a random fair i was doing somewhere. oh yea the latinfest.... a long time ago it seems. so proud of her. been going nuts on the i ching the past days. just casting and casting reading all the hexigrams and getting a sense of it and it. is. hype. i like. its just like everything else that gets lost in translation though..universal laws apply... been trying to learn what you see is what you get, but i aint gettin it that easily. hmm.. i keep forgetting im 29. damn im 30 next year and i gotta get on it. but what i need to focus on is my right now and that is how i get to the future. duh. so simple and so frikkin hard to grasp. gee. (slaps self) hey! that hurt, oh sorry i didnt mean it. this is a hella hype blog. the abysmal.

frik i havent updated my shop blog. gonna do that in the pilipinas. when i get there, the next mornin everyones goin to bora so im gonna be by myself for a few days! i kind of like that idea... settle into myself somehow.. gonna be seeing my uncle and moms side this time...

sandra and i were talking about this thing.. ok.. love. we were saying how lucky we are to be in something so divine. so divune. we were talking about love and all its gooyness and mushy squishydoodleness and it made me later think of that love, that love that you resonate with throughout space and time that makes you just want to burst into tears and laughter all at once the devotion that ebbs and flows with complete trust. as if written in our very cells. yes that kind of love.
well, its either that divune love or some astral shit. dayum.. theres that king of cups again... maybe im the one astral traveling. once when i was a kid my dad was trying to teach me how to whistle into my own cupped hands... i couldnt ever get it right and one night i had a dream and i was whistling with ease in my dream... and i woke right up coz i knew i was dreaming and i cupped my hands and the first blow made the loudest clearest whistle i had ever heard and i was so stoke d and just kept whistling with my cupped hands right out of dreamland.. it was a pretty cool experience an only enforced the reality in me that dreams do come true. i guess i just have to go to sleep to dream..feels like i havent dreamt in years.........

ok lame. no pics. i have to get back to work.. or sleeeeeeppppp.... heres a song for ya

ok and two more.
its a classic. i mean, come on! the going through the bushes shot. killer....

its cut at the end (and really bad video!! gahahaha the promo version is much better but this one is so corny i had to show you my god.)

here are the gorgeous lyrics:
shake the disease

I'm not going down on my knees
Begging you to adore me
Can't you see it's misery
And torture for me
When I'm misunderstood
Try as hard as you can
I've tried as hard as I could
To make you see
How important it is for me

Here is a plea
From my heart to you
Nobody knows me
As well as you do
You know how hard it is for me
To shake the disease
That takes hold of my tongue
In situations like these

Some people have to be
Permanently together
Lovers devoted
To each other forever
Now I've got things to do
And I've said before
That I know you have too
When I'm not there
In spirit I'll be there

ok edit: i found this song. yes!! frik. this song!!!!!! gaaahhhhhhhh

Don't fade away, my brown eyed girl.
Come walk with me, I'll fill your heart with joy.
And we'll dance through our isolation.
Seeking solace in the wisdom we bestow.
Turning thoughts of the here and ever after, consuming fears in our fiery halos.
Say what you mean, mean what you say.
I've heard that innocence, has led us all astray.
But don't let them make you, and break you.
The world is filled with their broken empty dreams.
Silence is their only virtue, locked away inside their silentscreams

But for now, let us dance away, this starry night, feel the glow of fiery stars, and with the dawn, our sun will rise.
Bringing the symphony of bird cries.
Don't bring me down now, let me stay here for a while.
You know life's too short, let me bathe here in your smile.
I'm transcending, the fall from the garden.
Good-night.

.:tba.

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