Yesterday photog Spencer Tunick made this image in Caracas Venezuala, the taut bodies a bit different than the ones he photographed in the Middling City at the waiting-for-reassignment Central Train Terminal. The artist remarked that in the MC he was surprised at the number of older people who arrived for the image. I recall being surprised that depite a promise to his posers that media would not be present, they were.
Got this link yesterday to Alan's online, somewhat interactive novel and thanks to him and his emailed update for Flash, I was able to finally view it. Met with Paul Hogan yesterday and we discussed that we both had had freezing episodes when looking at the onscreen drama.
Reading this AM my online insider pub (as in mags, not tipplers) newsletter, I gleaned info about this girlie site. What girl doesn't need a sartorial (or related) break from time to time. Gleefully I report that I received a call last week from the Shiney Apple from beloved Dorota who was thinking of me as she was fondling shoes in a boutique. Keep up the good work, DK!
And for anyone saddled to their laptop and needing a good alternative music fix and the wi-fi is streaming about and the caffeine levels are in order go to this spot. They even played some Wishing Chair last night. How... retro, memories swirled about from those very different times.

Swirls of Love.