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August 10, 2010

yellow button

therewasatimewhenIdidnoteven knowthat youexistedatallyou were a yellow button on a yellow coat I did not seeuntil you hung by a thread and fell onto the grounda little yellow button on green grassa button suna sun buttona button of sunthat had fallen out of the skyhow lovelyi thought and sewed you onto me i could think of nothing else but how lovely your yellow looked against my dark blue sky of coathow I had existed without a button like you before?when you caught my eye you looked like...
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Published on August 10, 2010 03:10

August 9, 2010

The Canary Tree

This is a new blog just because I felt like a change. I can't have a holiday so a new blog might do the trick. You never know. 


So. The Canary Tree because of a song in A Little Wanting Song 



Canary Moon
Sing canary moonSing me sweet and yellow notesLet them circle in the skyLet them drift into my throatI'll take them inI'll swallow songsI'll let them feather up my lungsLet them feather up my blood
Sing canary moonLet me steal a little tuneAnd you won't even notice that it's gone
And when my...
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Published on August 09, 2010 05:04

August 7, 2010

Graffiti Moon


Photograph taken in Hosier Lane











So. Graffiti Moon is out in the stores.

And to celebrate...

I took a picture of it sitting in the window of The Younger Sun.


















And I've recorded a little from the beginning of the novel - a little from Lucy and a little from Ed. Click on them to listen.

Lucy Graffiti Moon

Ed Graffiti Moon


And I took a picture of where I imagine that Ed and Lucy live.













And these are some of the artists they talk about through the night...

Jeffrey Smart

Sam Leach

Vermeer

Mark Rothko

Pablo Picasso

René Magritte The Lovers

Rosemary Laing

Michael Zavros

Bethany Wheeler

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August 6, 2010

Six Impossible Things




When I was a kid there were books that I loved so much that I wanted to be in them.

I thought about the characters for weeks, months, years after I'd finished reading.

Six Impossible Things is a book like that for me. I fell in love with Dan and Fred and Lou and Estelle and Janie and even Jayzo. The voices are original and real. The dialogue is sharp and funny.

This book is full of insight and wit and sometimes sadness. But it's a sweet kind of sadness - sweet in the best possible way.

I love books that make me think about what it is to be human, about what it is we're all doing here. And this book does that. It made me wonder about the attics we all have inside us - places where we keep things we long for, places where we collect and store the things that get us through.

In my attic I've made a place to keep Six Impossible Things.
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Published on August 06, 2010 05:27