Friday, 28 October 2011


I am going to a Hallowe'en party tonight at my SU, the theme of which is Dead Famous.

I am going as Dumbledore (awwwwwwww yeah!) and this is the cloak I have borrowed for it ...

It is pretty epic - AND I'm sure a velvet cloak will be very warm on a cold winters night. Also, this isn't just a costume, this is the start of my campaign to bring back cloaks as everyday attire.

Thursday, 27 October 2011

Hello :)

I have not yet decided what I would like to pop on this cheeky blog yet.

So instead of using my own words, I shall steal someone else's. This is the thing that has made me smile the most over the last week.

(Just to reiterate, not my words but the words of the ever-optimistic Frank O'Hara

Having A Coke With You
Michael St Amand  Frank O Hara
is even more fun than going top San Sebastain, Irun, Hendaye, Biarritz, Bayonne
or being sick to my stomach on the Travesera de Gracia in Barcelona
partly because in your orange shirt you look like a better happier St. Sebastian
partly because of my love for you, partly because of your love for yoghurt
partly because of the fluoresent orange tulips around the birches
partly because of the secrecy our smiles take on before people and statuary
it is hard to believe when I'm with you that there can be anything as still
as solemn as unpleasently definitive as statuary when right in front of it
in the warm New York 4 o'clock light we are drifting back and forth
between each other like a tree breathing through its spectacles

and the portrait show seems to have no faces in it at all, just paint
you suddenly wonder why in the world anyone ever did them I look
at you and I would rather look at you than all the portraits in the world
except possibly for the "Polish Rider" occasionally and anyway it's in the Frick
which thank heavens you haven't gone to yet so we can go together the first time
and the fact that you move so beautifully more or less takes care of Futurism
just as at home I never think of the "Nude Descending a Staircase" or
at a rehearsal a single drawing of Leonardo or Michaelangleo that used to wow me
and what good does all the research of the impressionists do them
when they never got the right person to stand near the tree when the sun sank
or for that matter Marino Marini when he didn't pick the rider as carefully
as the horse
it seems they were all cheated of some marvelous experience
which is not going to go wasted on me which is why I am telling you about it
Frank O'Hara