Back and Forth. Forever.

I just finished watching "Me and You and Everyone We Know," a movie I expected to underwhelm me, since most of my friends told me it would.  It did not.  I loved it.  It was beautiful.

My room is pretty much ugly.

My mirror used to have a frame, but the frame fell off.  Then the bottom broke off, so I turned it upside down, and now the broken part is on top.  It's leaning up against an old table-cloth that I duck-taped to my wall for no particular reason.  I can't really nail it to my wall, because the wall is incredibly hard, and it's difficult to poke holes in it.  There's one good hole - that's where I put the calendar Katherine gave me.  There used to be another hole, where I had a portrait of Sholom Aleichem, but it fell off, and the frame broke, and now I have to buy a new frame.  The hole closed up.  The wall has its own immune system.

"Me You and Everyone We Know" was very beautiful, and sometimes I wish I made art that is beautiful.  I don't.  I make art that is interesting.  And useful.  And engaging.  But it's rarely "beautiful."

I'm very mistrustful of beauty.  I was once holding this boy.  It was nighttime.  We were in a treehouse.  We were watching a romantic comedy on a TV set that we carried into the treehouse, which was connected to an electrical socket through a series of extension chords.  Our friend went inside to use the bathroom, so we stopped the tape, and the screen went blue, so the boy was blue too.  He looked like a Smurf.  He was shirtless, and that increased his Smurfishness.  He looked so beautiful, and I kept thinking, "You are beautiful.  You are beautiful."  He looked like he was about to say something very important, so I listened carefully.  He opened his mouth, paused, looked contemplative, and finally said, "My best color is white, but I also look good in khaki."

I'm very mistrustful of beauty.

I have spring allergies.

I don't make beautiful art, but sometimes I think I might like to.  Except I don't think I really know how.

Here are some more pictures of my ugly room:


Love
Dan