Showing posts with label prayer in art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label prayer in art. Show all posts

3.10.11

new york day 3


today i wore a more fruity (pear) and floral (jasmine) scent with a dash again of cade (dark, smoky), and it seemed to get more attention for sure 

i did chose to spend some time in one of the churches on 14th today, to pray and to experience some of the ritual of people who spend time in that space on a daily, or weekly basis


then of course, by the end of my performance i walked by a man in short shorts yelling to a bus "jesus loves you! jesus loves you! and jesus loves you everybody on the bus! let's pray..."

fear of the dark is a protein sweethawt
dead metal hey gorgeous
fronds clatter hallucinating
no habla espanol boca grande?
you got a boyfriend?
i just wasted a block







2.10.11

new york day 2


today i walked down 14th street to the chelsea pier and sailed through the hudson bay wearing my day 2 perfume. since i had tried something kind of spicy yesterday, i went for a more natural and fresh scent today, partly to compliment the day's activities, although i'm always overpowered by the main ingredient: galbanum. every time i get this in my nostrils i have a hard time smelling anything else in the vicinity, and perhaps that is how my fellow pilgrims experienced my presence 


ok bugflower, 
sweet fern i will break no bones, 
who are you in there?

7.7.11

bus stop 2


looking down from my window at the bus stop i hover over, and i saw this image



and the same man who "wanted it all" in his last prayer was giving a speech about how people die: some people jump off bridges

it kind of made me stop, and wonder, and pray in fact




27.6.11

salinger's view of prayer


i've been reading raise high the roof beam, carpenters and seymour an introduction by jd salinger and found this quote that totally relates a little to my ideas of the sacred and profane, and many things being prayer:

i feel your censure on all his god-damns. that seems off to me. what is it but a low form of prayer when he or les or anybody else god-damns everything? i can't believe god recognizes any form of blasphemy. it's a prissy word invented by the clergy (pg 154).