This is your moment to do something original!

"Yeah, the ellipsis, it's dumb. It's dumb. It's an awful idea. I'm not gonna do it, okay? Cause like you said, this is it. This is life. And I'm in love with you... I think that's the only thing I've ever really been sure of in my entire life. And I'm really messed up right now, and I got a whole lot of stuff I have to work out, but I don't want to waste any more of my life without you in it. And I think I can do this. I mean, I want to. I have to, right?"
-Andrew Largeman in Garden State [2004]

I could kiss your face all day.

The city keeps on going...on.
Float down the river with Matty D & Jay
Get off the boat and board a plan to JKF and I, ain't slept a week
But it don't seem to matter to the subway squeakers, squeaking at my feet
The city keeps on going
We just keep on rolling
The city keeps on going
We just keep on rolling...on.
Grand Central Station got a windy coming down
Independence yesterday, ain't no one around
I still recognize her after all these years and she still looks the same
Ah, she still looks the same.
When we left Brooklyn it was raining so hard
Come up on 8th and the rain it cleared off
We're just people watching on 3rd and St. Mark's
Wendy girl just kissing my face, my face
She was just kissing my face
Just when I was sick and down
There was a shaking on the ground
We were hiding from the rain, we were riding on the train
Just when I was sinking down
There was a shaking on the ground
We were hiding from the rain, we were riding on the train
She was dancing on the midway
Just kissing my face
She was dancing on the midway
Just waving goodbye.

Imaginary Musings

"You're far too beautiful to be real," I whispered.
"You're far too real to love a thing so dead," he replied with bourbon breathe.
And as eloquently as I leaned in to kiss his lucid lips,
he dissolved back in to the overworked canvas on my makeshift easel.

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I was a dancer all along.

"Degas takes his place somewhere near the top of the class of those painters who could not or would not see a contour as if it were the edge and the end of something; as if the mind, having followed the eye across the expanse of visible surface, had no interest with what lay behind, had no concern to go farther on, but had to turn and travel back the way it came; as if the eye and the object were stuck for ever in the same relative position, and as if the slightest movement of either would not altogether transform the contour and reveal new forms that a moment before were invisible. Degas knew not only that the contour is insatiable but that in its instability lies its great meaning for the artist intent to solve the double problem of volume and movement. The mutability of the contour is the starting point for an imaginary exploration of the complete form depicted; once the mind grasps the significance of the drawing of that single area, the imagination quickly takes in the whole; the artist's attitude to his subject sweeps into our consciousness, the inertia of our mind is over- come' and there suddenly awakens in us those loud echoes of the artist's own emotions which the experience of his art can alone induce."
"Degas Sculptures" by R.R. Tatlock

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