Thursday, January 05, 2006
Actually, someone tried when I was younger and a lot less wise but wise enough. All I need is a patron who requires nothing but art and witty conversation in exchange, and I would go anywhere.
Mark and I packed up this head made by John Havelda. He has a whole closet of them back in Porto. A closet of wax heads! Occasionally I dream about the head, just like I do the mask. Usually it's singing to me or I'm asking it for advice. I have trouble with objects that look like sentient beings. The head of this is made of wax and it felt strange to wrap it up and put it in a box. Maybe I've seen too many horror movies.
My place of the week is/are the Marquesas. Lester is singing "very good, very good," so I know he agrees.