KALX DJ put on Astral Weeks this morning and just kinda let it go for a while. Definitely a pre-election salve for my soul, and one I will be applying liberally in the remaining weeks, interspersed with Talk Talk's Spirit of Eden. Recordheads: what else would you prescribe?

Oh this, thank goodness it got put into words.

“Everyone who tells a story tells it differently, just to remind us that everybody sees it differently. Some people say there are true things to be found, some people say all kinds of things can be proved. I don’t believe them. The only thing for certain is how complicated it all is, like string full of knots. It’s all there but hard to find the beginning and impossible to fathom the end. The best you can do is admire the cat’s cradle, and maybe knot it up a bit more.”

― Jeanette Winterson, Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit

Just found out that Sarandon dated Bowie. Mind blown.

Oh, Adrienne. Look at you.

Madame in Manhattan With Wayland Flowers

Christmas in March!

I think this video just got me pregnant.

Catching up. (Side of pup.)

Casa Loma // 2016

George Ault, August Night at Russell's Corners, 1948, Oil on canvas. This painting struck me so hard in the middle of a spring Friday, today, in the gallery of the BAMPFA: the silence of it silenced me, stilled me. Reading the plaque, I learned that it depicts a street corner in Woodstock--part of the same mid-Hudson Valley where I first felt the haunting hush of a country night.

Where can I see this movie?!

Aaaaand we're back.

Still and forever my favorite Big Bad.