Knox Bronson ~ The Guitar Lesson

Homage à Balthus, The Guitar Lesson, 1935

Here is the music we were listening to while we took pictures. I told Marison and Rachael I wanted the picture to look like how this music sounds. I think we were successful!

{sunday} Clint Cline ~ Thrown

This is a link to the DADA POEM GENERATOR. Put words, a news article, an essay, a recipe, another poem, whatever you want into the empty text field on the left and hit the “DADA” button and PRESTO! you will your own bonafide DADA poem.

I decided to use e.e. cummings famous poem “anyone lived in a pretty how town” for my source material. Here it is:

anyone lived in a pretty how town
(with up so floating many bells down)
spring summer autumn winter
he sang his didn’t he danced his did.

Women and men(both little and small)
cared for anyone not at all
they sowed their isn’t they reaped their same
sun moon stars rain

children guessed(but only a few
and down they forgot as up they grew
autumn winter spring summer)
that noone loved him more by more

when by now and tree by leaf
she laughed his joy she cried his grief
bird by snow and stir by still
anyone’s any was all to her

someones married their everyones
laughed their cryings and did their dance
(sleep wake hope and then)they
said their nevers they slept their dream

stars rain sun moon
(and only the snow can begin to explain
how children are apt to forget to remember
with up so floating many bells down)

one day anyone died i guess
(and noone stooped to kiss his face)
busy folk buried them side by side
little by little and was by was

all by all and deep by deep
and more by more they dream their sleep
noone and anyone earth by april
wish by spirit and if by yes.

Women and men(both dong and ding)
summer autumn winter spring
reaped their sowing and went their came
sun moon stars rain

And this was the DADA POEM the machine generated:

Dong bird forget tree;
Sleep anyone by;
His to forgot did said they leaf by side how;
Summer men(both them winter their town the bells down).
They and he went (and;
Grew by still by (and was all;
Was many.
Sang buried only pretty snow slept many nevers laughed she and moon.
Can winter.
Down) bells;
And few all stooped kiss and noone they and;
Him stars with laughed april if his guess married all anyone (with.
Noone up;
Rain winter;
Children to someones and guessed(but spring cried folk they I women sun and was.
Dream danced dance by their.
Deep by moon wake;
Their same lived in small) so their at;
Floating loved;
Sun (sleep did.
And to.
By his grief died.
Begin more;
Now are apt children all so by by to spirit anyone as earth and a.
Rain deep.
Reaped floating women summer) men(both joy not by their by.
A up and and his.
Wish stir spring little.
Only by and their;
Explain when then)they busy they any rain cared more little up to dream ding) how that;
Her noone down and.
By autumn.
Yes summer isn’t little cryings sun and.
And stars their autumn their for.
Side moon their stars their she anyone’s remember by reaped he didn’t autumn one more;
Came face).
Sowing they hope snow;
Anyone everyones day more his spring;
Sowed

Happy Sunday.

What does this music have to do with the poem, or the picture? Just a lovely listen … enjoy.

Jan Uiterwijk ~ Confusing thoughts

Purple haze all in my brain
Lately things just don’t seem the same
Actin’ funny but I don’t know why
‘Scuse me while I kiss the sky

Purple Haze all around
Don’t know if I’m comin’ up or down
Am I happy or in misery?
What ever it is, that girl put a spell on me

Help me
Help me
Oh, no, no

Ooh, ahh
Ooh, ahh
Ooh, ahh
Ooh, ahh
Yeah

Purple haze all in my eyes
Don’t know if it’s day or night
You got me blowin’, blow my mind
Is it tomorrow or just the end of time?

No
Help me
Yeah, yeah, purple haze
Oh, no, oh
Oh, help me
Tell me, girl, tell me
I can’t go on like this
You’re makin’ me blow my mind, mama

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