a glimpse into my personality...
In my tapestry chair with the antique-looking floor lamp shedding muted light I sit with my pencil, crossing out horrible lines in my book and creating better ones that I will later have a hard time reading because of my lousy handwriting. Behind my head the Knots" poster gazes down. It's from a show they performed at Max's Kansas City way back when, when life was fun. My friend and artist JohnyV painted it and after the show gave it to me. I have always treasured it. Ricky, the lead singer/guitarist has been dead many years now. I still remember his green palor and nimble fingers caressing the neck of his Gibson.
Above that are photos I took at Ocean Isle Beach. When times are tough I sit with my eyes closed and can hear the surf and smell the sea. To the right is the tacky 18th century reproduction of people playing chess in some grand room. I bought it for $5 along the side of a road in Pennsylvania some thirty years ago.
It's damaged now from this last move, and my husband cannot understand my love for it. There's a spirit that lives within it.
To the left is "The Poet", a plaque reproduction found on the walls of Pompeii which I picked up in Italy. She reminds me of me when I had black hair, a pen in my hand and no worries about anyone else but me.
The old world maps I bought at Consignment First.
Then there's the black & white, the rock 'n roll.
The typewriter...
My favorite bridge...the Brooklyn Bridge...
My favorite poet...Arthur Rimbaud...
My favorite time...hanging out at CBGB's with the Ramones...
There's two other walls, and the messy desk, but that's it for now...
This is why I love you! You have so many sides. If your office was neat, I would be disappointed.
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