Welcome back, Tin!

I hope this is what you wore on the plane ride home.  And I also hope this is the dance you did once you landed back in SF.

there is no place like, there is NO PLACE LIKE HOME

gonna be in sf in 2 weeks right now, eating a burrito and drinking a tecate.

yes yes and yes.

xoxo, 

tin

true or false

".......that's the way it goes, but every once in a while, it goes the other way too." True Romance T.Scott

love not lost

xoxo,
tin

year of the dog

re-reading the book

“The sense of unhappiness is so much easier to convey than that of happiness. In misery we seem aware of our own existence, even though it may be in the form of a monstrous egotism: this pain of mine is individual, this nerve that winces belongs to me and to no other. But happiness annihilates us: we lose our identity.” ― Graham Greene, The End of the Affair

wedding song

if i get married this is what will be the first dance song. 

xoxo,

tin

appropriate public display of affections

indian summer part I

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tin

indian summer part I

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tin

margo says

“When I am lonely for boys it’s their bodies I miss. I study their hands lifting the cigarettes in the darkness of the movie theaters, the slope of a shoulder, the angle of a hip. Looking at them sideways, I examine them in different lights. My love for them is visual: that is the part of them I would like to possess. Don’t move, I think. Stay like that, let me have that.”- Margaret Atwood

one of the best albums ever

i passed my kenya driving test today and when i got in the car there was a 4 song fleetwood mac marathon.

i miss my albums.

xoxo 
tin

totally

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tin

sleepless

“I’m restless. Things are calling me away. My hair is being pulled by the stars again.”

— Anaïs Nin

Billy Lee Ray

xoxo,
tin

Frank Ocean blowing my mind

xoxo,
tin

scandal

THIS IS THE STORY OF HOW ANNA KARINA & JEAN-LUC GODARD FIRST “GOT TOGETHER”
Anna Karina: That happened while we were shooting the picture in Geneva. It was a strange love story from the beginning. I could see Jean-Luc was looking at me all the time, and I was looking at him too, all day long.  We were like animals. One night we were at this dinner in Lausanne. My boyfriend, who was a painter, was there too. And suddenly I felt something under the table – it was Jean-Luc’s hand. He gave me a piece of paper and then left to drive back to Geneva. I went into another room to see what he’d written.  It said, “I love you.  Rendezvous at midnight at the Café de la Prez.” And then my boyfriend came into the room and demanded to see the piece of paper, and he took my arm and grabbed it and read it.  He said, “You’re not going.” And I said, “I am.” And he said, “But you can’t do this to me.”  I said, “But I’m in love too, so I’m going.” But he still didn’t believe me. We drove back to Geneva and I started to pack my tiny suitcase.  He said, “Tell me you’re not going.” And I said, “I’ve been in love with him since I saw him the second time. And I can’t do anything about it.” It was like something electric. I walked there, and I remember my painter was running after me crying. I was, like, hypnotized – it never happened again to me in my life.
So I get to the Cafe de la Prez, and Jean-Luc was sitting there reading a paper, but I don’t think he was really reading it. I just stood there in front of him for what seemed like an hour but I guess was not more that thirty seconds. Suddenly he stopped reading and said,” Here you are. Shall we go?” So we went to his hotel. The next morning when I woke up he wasn’t there. I got very worried. I took a shower, and then he came back about an hour later with the dress I wore in the film - the white dress with flowers. And it was my size, perfect. It was like my wedding dress.
We carried on shooting the film, and, of course, my painter left. When the picture was finished, I went back to Paris with Jean-Luc, Michel Subor, who was the main actor, and Laszlo Szabo, who was also in the film, in Jean-Luc’s American car. We were all wearing dark glasses and we got stopped at the border – I guess they thought we were gangsters. When we arrived in Paris, Jean-Luc dropped the other two off and said to me, “Where are you going?”  I said, “I have to stay with you. You’re the only person I have in the world now.” And he said, “Oh my God.”
Extract taken from an interview with Anna Karina conducted by Graham Fuller in Projections 13: Women Film-makers on Film-making, edited by Isabella Weibrecht, John Boorman and Walter Donohue (Faber & Faber, 2004) 

almost sunday (sh)

xoxo,
tin

tight

xoxo,
tin

okay enough song and dance

lets talk tech.

i hate pcs

xoxo

tin

oh captain my captain

i don't know i just like him.xo t,in

black n white babes

Marsell shoes could be my new boyfriend.

apples and oranges

You can't just ask customers what they want and then try to give that to them. By the time you get it built, they'll want something new.

-Steve Jobs

quote party why stop?

"if you don't share the lows, it seems you might stop sharing the highs as well."


-nancy woodruff (my wifes affiar)

S. Plaths Drawing

July 18, 2012

Living with life is very hard. Mostly we do our best to stifle life - to be tame or to be wanton, to be tranquillised or raging. Extremes have the same effect; they insulate us from the intensity of life.
And extremes - whether of dullness or fury - successfully prevent feeling. I know our feelings can be so unbearable that we employ ingenious strategies—unconscious strategies—to keep those feelings away. We do a feelings-swap, where we avoid feeling sad or lonely or afraid or inadequate, and feel angry instead. It can work the other way, too—sometimes you do need to feel angry, not inadequate; sometimes you do need to feel love and acceptance, and not the tragic drama of your life.
It takes courage to feel the feeling—and not trade it on the feelings-exchange, or even transfer it altogether to another person.
”

— Jeanette Winterson