23.6.12

not everything needs a point! like circles, they don’t

a shirt i've been working on, and its accidental evolution as a result of multiple samples:
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after the first glass of vodka
you can accept just about anything
of life even your own mysteriousness
you think it is nice that a box
of matches is purple and brown and is called
Le Petite and comes from Sweden
for they are words that you know and that
is all you know words not their feelings
or what they mean and you write because
you know them not because you understand them
because you don’t you are stupid and lazy
and will never be great but you do
what you know because what else is there?

- Frank O’Hara - As Planned

the Winn Lane 'yard sale':
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a photoshoot for promotional material that i was lucky enough to attend, for the impending QUT Fleet Store:
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‘you smell of soot,’ their father said to their mother.
‘and cabbage and milk.’
‘and you smell of failure,’ their mother said.
their mother used to smell of all kinds of interesting things, paint and turpentine and tobacco.

- p20
he couldn’t imagine what it would be like to be educated in a school like this. his primary school had been an underfunded, overpopulated sinkhole, where social Darwinism applied at every turn. survival of the fittest. and that was the good part of his education. his proper education, where he had actually sat in a classroom and learned something, had been provided courtesy of the army.
- p34
Reggie liked the way Richard Branson had made ‘Virgin’ into a huge global brand name, the way the Catholics had done with Jesus’ mother. it was good to see the word out there.
- p?
Reggie, on the other hand, heard every train. that gave her an odd feeling in the pit of her stomach where she heard them approaching, something fearful and primitice (atavistic!) and she wondered if her Stone Age brain thought the train was a woolly mammoth or a sabre-toothed tiger or whatever other creatures sent her ancestors running to the back of the cave because Dr Hunter said that ‘after all’ we still had the DNA of Palaeolithic hunter-gatheres and as far as she could see we hadn’t evolved biologically and emotionally and we were all still Stone Age people with ‘a thin veneer of culture and sophistication on top. strip that off and we’re back into basics, Reggie – love, hate, food, survival. although not necessarily in that order.’
- p?
‘who made you the voice of wisdom?’ Louise said, but only in her head because the love of a good man wasn’t something to be thrown away like a piece of paper, even Louise wasn’t so blunt-headed that she couldn’t see that.
- p164
it was funny how sometimes you could realise you were all alone in a roomful of people. well, four people, one of whom was you. stranger in a strange land.
- p178
Neil Hunter looked rough, although still on the good side of haggard.
- p217
when his daughter was first learning to talk her first word was ‘cat’. she used it for everything – ducks, milk, buggy – anything of interest in her life, everything was ‘cat’. a one-word world. it made life much simpler.
- p235, Kate Atkinson – When Will There Be Good News?

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