lauantai 29. maaliskuuta 2014

I rest easy just by watching your face
Going through the change of recognition
And I think 
How the best faces are the ones
That at first look like vacant, smooth ovals
Hovering over inconsequential bodies
Like a figure hastily drawn onto a page
Features so familiar, a visage perfect for crime
That then, by looking at us, the more superficially mercurial matter of the universe,
Turn into animated facets too beautiful to disregard anymore
And this is the face that tells me
Not to waste a wish on a person
But I cannot help
And waste one on you

lauantai 15. maaliskuuta 2014

sunnuntai 9. maaliskuuta 2014

Light me up a cigarette and put it in my mouth

I went to Tate Modern today.

I am not a huge fan of modern art, although I do love photography - luckily there were a few photo exhibitions too for me to enjoy. What I love most when going to museums is taking pictures of other visitors rather than the artwork itself. I watch people explain particular works to their friends, standing in front of it and pointing at certain bits; this seems to happen a lot with Dali especially.