Smith & Lady travels more or less Aug 2006 – Mar 2009
Smith & Lady travels more or less Aug 2006 – Mar 2009 We first left with 70 pounds of backpack each — returned with 35 pounds each . . . quickly learned you REALLY have to want something in order to carry it on your back. >>>>> to chiplis (1 mile) >>>>> to chicago — […]
Coast Train to Spain
Mediterranean Coast Train to Spain Train from Béziers to Barcelona, the Mediterranean on our left bespotted with thousands of flamingos in one-legged sea, a pink strung bobbing blue of postcard paradise. — Smith, 1.25.2014 2 Smith pieces – top 2000s, bottom 1990s
THE PONYTAILS WERE KILLING US
Sustainable capitalism–it’s a plan.
HER-I-CAN KATHY’S ECONOMIC STIMULUS STARTER PLAN
Some ideas – need feedback and hopefully fast implementation as I think it could be very beneficial for bees and the economy.
Maybe Heaven is Supposed to be this Planet
Maybe Heaven is supposed to be this Planet. This is the butterfly that’s going to carry me home, and this is the trash I’m going to pick up later, I hope.
face, not place, is base
“No Exit” by Mother Dwarf Smith – foto by son Smith We made the monthly Tremont ArtWalk rounds tonight, and our first stop half a block around the corner at the Doubting Thomas Gallery, my 24 year old art past struck again. Performance artist Frank Green is selling off his art collection and one of […]
the adventures of lady & smith
balloonboy – foto by smith The adventures of Lady & Smith, soon to be no longer broadcast from foreign shores. Getting things picked up, packed, mailed, given away, tossed, cleansed for our fiftieth-some move since 2006. Our fridge and furniture have been traded for our final two weeks rent. Plants gone, art gone, books gone, […]
you can’t go home again
Isolation – foto by smith Roundelay away we stray. Looks like we’re moving back to Cleveland this spring after 32 months living outside the U.S. Lady’s been talking of moving back awhile now. She’s isolated here, needs to be around younger people, have a viable art & poetry scene. We were talking of San Francisco […]
our daily layers
hot surface – foto by smith Here I am at my normal morning trouble point. I’ve finished my morning ablutions, drank my 1st cup of eye-opening life-giving Mexican coffee purchased from the mountain woman with whom we stayed twice to help pick her coffee from her trees (so maybe we’re occasionally drinking some coffee beans […]
plan mine from inner space
film noir – foto by smith found this bunch of cryptic notes in my pocket pad: rugs rot if you don’t render them right biology as idiology married by the mattress, nurtured by the vice used condoms and old incense plan mine from inner space she sucks my secrets from me in god we’re trussed […]