S P A C E | BABY

At the heart of this memoir there is a fateful connection of two people who meet as lazily as they coexisted. It is a wonder if Patti would've ended up wandering the streets of New York City with the guy from Venus is he hadn't disappeared one day leaving her alone to find another fellow wanderer.  Patti seems to float along becoming a pregnant teenager who unceremoniously gives it up for adoption.  She is convinced (like most of us) New York City is Valhalla where some friends have already made their way.  By the time she is ensconced in the city atmosphere her original friends are an afterthought in the coming wave that took her over.  Robert Mapplethorpe.  She, a transient meets him who seems to be in constant repose.  as I am writing this I have no idea what his birthday is, but I'm guessing Taurus or Taurus rising or maybe he's just someone with a birthday like mine who looks like a lazy bum when they are at their most creatively attuned and rea...

Finally I have read Kim Gordon: Girl In A Band, which swirls like a majestic haze that is somehow pastel, glittering and grungy.  As a fan of Kim Gordon, maybe more so than the band Sonic Youth (but oh, I love sonic youth), since I heard Bull In The Heather in the early 90s, and like a true nonconformist bought Daydream Nation instead of 'Experimental, Jet-Set, Trash and No Star' like everyone else who'd seen it on MTV. I read her memoir as being another chronicle of one's creative journey that flourished in New York city.   Though her journey began decades before mine, the story feels the same.  I came to the city before and somehow felt connected to it, or a spark.  Looking back that is probably what most feel, but I vowed to live there one day and live the fast life: eat, breath and spit creation nonstop.  And maybe I would've met my Thurston and might have married him too - but I didn't.  Instead I tried to commit to my Self, to do art or some thing ...