I notice Bob Dylan on the interior of the front door (At first I thought it was Tom Baker, Doctor Who #4). I would not call that beautiful, that interior. I would call is cluttered.
I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel, you were talking so brave and so sweet, giving me head on the unmade bed, while the limousines wait in the street. Those were the reasons and that was New York, we were running for the money and the flesh. And that was called love for the workers in song probably still is for those of them left. Ah but you got away, didn't you babe, you just turned your back on the crowd, you got away, I never once heard you say, I need you, I don't need you, I need you, I don't need you and all of that jiving around.
Authentic is not the word I would use for gilded brick and vintage mardi gras beads. Bet the same woman hates Trump's apartment in Trump Tower which has a similar gilded aesthetic.
My last New York apartment(mid-70's) had been decorated in a similar fashion though with a motif of fluorescent hand prints over the decoupage. The hand prints bled through my beige paint multiple times in horror movie fashion before I learned to shellac the wall before painting. I kept the beaded curtains as space dividers.
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>"Beautiful things are being destroyed all the time."
Robert Moses smiles.
I notice Bob Dylan on the interior of the front door (At first I thought it was Tom Baker, Doctor Who #4).
I would not call that beautiful, that interior. I would call is cluttered.
Shit gets torn down, too...
I wonder if Gerold offers mushrooms to his quests?
Can straight people have beautiful things? Can they be profiled like this?
THEOLDMAN
Asking for a friend
Destroying beautiful things is an art form
https://www.sfmoma.org/essay/erased-de-kooning-drawing/
He's not getting his deposit back.
Many famous artists, performers, composers, writers, and others of note have stayed or lived at the Chelsea Hotel over the years. It really does have an amazing history.
I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel,
you were talking so brave and so sweet,
giving me head on the unmade bed,
while the limousines wait in the street.
Those were the reasons and that was New York,
we were running for the money and the flesh.
And that was called love for the workers in song
probably still is for those of them left.
Ah but you got away, didn't you babe,
you just turned your back on the crowd,
you got away, I never once heard you say,
I need you, I don't need you,
I need you, I don't need you
and all of that jiving around.
Leonard Cohen
Singing, IIRC to Janis Joplin
John Henry
Authentic is not the word I would use for gilded brick and vintage mardi gras beads. Bet the same woman hates Trump's apartment in Trump Tower which has a similar gilded aesthetic.
My last New York apartment(mid-70's) had been decorated in a similar fashion though with a motif of fluorescent hand prints over the decoupage. The hand prints bled through my beige paint multiple times in horror movie fashion before I learned to shellac the wall before painting. I kept the beaded curtains as space dividers.
Lotta confederate statues, too. Generation of dummies whom know no history.
Pretty Good read.
Just one question. twentyfive, or six two four?
Everything beautiful will be remembered forever
there is nothing more beautiful than God's love for us
God has power over death, over human stubbornness, and over time
Anyone who has deeply cared for another person intuitively knows that the truth is better than we can imagine - Proverbs 8.
Chaotic beauty.
Weird to see a grown ass man talking upspeak like a 17 year old girl.
Bohemia didn't become the Czech Republic. It died.
I have mixed feelings. It must have been exciting to live with all those creative people around. But there was much squalor and chaos and ugliness.
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