I found a note about Germaine Greer in my small red sketchbook, the author of "The Female Eunuch" (1970) earlier today.
I think she might be one of those poeple with an atmospheric aura or interesting opinions and ideas.
I would love to read her book "The Beautiful Boy" (2003) - "an art history book about the beauty of teenage boys, which is illustrated with 200 photographs of what The Guardian disparagingly called "succulent teenage male beauty".
I'm sure I can perfectly relate to the contents and concepts, can't wait to come across it on the day I have some time to read a book.
Monday, February 08, 2010
Tuesday, February 02, 2010
the journalist.
I want the Friday night back, the music, the thoughts, the sounds and lights.
I really want to talk to him again like there is no freaking tomorrow.
Can't remember his name no matter how hard I try. nooooooooooo.
I really want to talk to him again like there is no freaking tomorrow.
Can't remember his name no matter how hard I try. nooooooooooo.
Labels:
day impressions,
eerie matters,
life
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