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FINAL CURVE

FINAL CURVE

September 8, 2012 | Tuning in to Josephine | 8 Comments

Final Curve When you turn the corner And you run into yourself Then you know that you have turned All the corners that are left Langston Hughes Here I am in the wild, the wild of Africa and the wild of New York, and in both places you need to unhinder yourself at times, become [...]



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Psychadelics in The Garage

Psychadelics in The Garage

September 4, 2012 | The Crystal Tearoom | 2 Comments

The thing I like most about my job with Garage is that I learn so much through the process of working with others.  And this process is usually like a safari.  We never really know what we’ll come across or where we’ll end up.  In the next issue of Garage I worked really closely with [...]



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Three blind mice

Three blind mice

August 16, 2012 | The Crystal Tearoom | 2 Comments

Three blind mice. Three blind mice.See how they run. See how they run.They all ran after the farmer’s wife,Who cut off their tails with a carving knife,Did you ever see such a sight in your life,As three blind mice?   Well well, I have  a ton of English nursery rhymes in my head.  Why of [...]



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FROCKS AND FREEDOM IN MOSCOW

FROCKS AND FREEDOM IN MOSCOW

Two trains of thought emerged at the Miu Miu Salon, temporarily housed at the Garage Center for Contemporary Culture in Moscow last Friday. The subject was women, frocks and freedom.  “The important thing for a Russian woman is to always be ready (to find a sweet man).”  This is the sentence from which the conversation took off.  It [...]



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The Shapoti Tree

The Shapoti Tree

THE SHAPOTI TREE.     I used to have a sapodilla tree; it was mine, it was always mine.  It wasn’t on my land but on my grand uncle’s, my great-grand mother planted it and by the time I was born it began to bear fruit.  My great grand mother, her name was Louisiana, was [...]



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Visiting Josephine

Visiting Josephine

A memory is a physical place. A place I once was and can never revisit physically.  It never happens again.  I remember my grandmother Josephine as I often do.  But this time I come to the realization that she will only ever be a memory.  She will only exist for me and the people who [...]



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Breathe by: Safiya Sawney

Breathe by: Safiya Sawney

I inhale sharply and as I do I close my eyes. No not just close them, I shut the world off. I turn off the sounds of the bellowing fan, of the almost quiet rustle of the curtains as they brush against the peeling yellow painted wall, of the buzz of night quiet – the [...]



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for the love of mangoes…

for the love of mangoes…

“It is like buying diamonds,” Mr. Morde said. “You segregate them, sort them out, as per the quality.” more



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just Remember… don’t drink the kool-aid ;-)

just Remember… don’t drink the kool-aid ;-)

Genius Child Langston Hughes This is a song for the genius child. Sing it softly, for the song is wild. Sing it softly as ever you can – Lest the song get out of hand. Nobody loves a genius child.  Can you love an eagle, Tame or wild? Can you love an eagle, Wild or [...]



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hero no.1… Nina Simone

hero no.1… Nina Simone



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