Thom’s Journal


mail call

old tins & jim carroll

puffin food & pine cones, for the birthday girl


all images copyright © 2009 Richard Rothman
I posted a while back about a photography teacher I had while attending SVA, Richard Rothman. Not until now has he had a large collection of his images from the project, Redwood Saw, on his smartly re-designed website. Give them a look & keep an eye out for it to be published in print form. Beautiful work.
Great while listening to Red House Painter’s Ocean Beach (1995).

All Men Delight You, by Leonard Cohen
This is the only poem
I can read
I am the only one
can write it
Others seem to think
the past can guide them
My own music
is not merely naked
It is open-legged
It is like a cunt
and like a cunt
must needs be houseproud
I didn’t kill myself
when things went wrong
I didn’t turn
to drugs or teaching
I tried to sleep
but when I couldn’t sleep
I learned to write
I learned to write
what might be read
on nights like this
by ones like me
A song to listen to after reading:
Below is an excerpt from Teddy Roosevelt’s journal. This particular entry was written on the day his wife died of Bright’s Disease at the age of 22.

via Molly Lambert