Stenographer of the Apocalypse
Writing, drawing, painting, watching, listening, juggling, negotiating. Hacking away at the weeds. Searching, finding, losing, searching some more, losing some more. Loving the mystery.
That's it. Just that one thing. Everything else I am mediocre to really inept at. I may run for president someday.
Inside Llewyn Davis
Vic & Sade
Fishing With John
...So much more, but lists are too easily misused
I find it troubling and strange that OKC finds it important to ask you to list your favorite food and has no place for art. I mean, everyone likes food. Who makes their romantic decisions based on food? What about Leonard Baskin, Susan Rothenberg, Joan Mitchell, Richard Diebenkorn? What about Henri Motherfucking Matisse? THIS is food.
Also, Philip Guston is my copilot, my spirit animal, my light in the attic.
1 pack Lucky Strikes
1 pair handcuffs
1 bag of Cool Ranch Doritos
People and their place in art.
The line separating self awareness and self-absorption.
Also, I am not the huge fan of the internet that everyone seems to be.
You might describe yourself as a Georgia Hubley looking for your Ira Kaplan to play along with. [Full disclosure: I stole this from another OKCupid user. I did ask if I could borrow it but never heard back from her, which I'm choosing to interpret as permission.]
-You like reading aloud to someone as well as being read to. This is not really negotiable.
-You are not a fan of Ayn Rand. I am allergic.
One last thing; for all of you who say you are looking for a "partner in crime", have you not seen the end of Fargo?
My name is Zelmo Swift and I approve this message.