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Aug.09.2012
Don’t you love Fifty Shades of Grey? The title, I mean. It reminds me of lengthened shadows. The sea at night under the moonlight. Slabs of cement piled upon one another, each darkened a little more by weight. Old aluminium foils. Smoke rising from fire and disappearing. Dispersed ashes....
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Apr.25.2012
I’d like my vagina to be nice and bright. This is my choice. Just as women make a choice to depilate the pubic area, or opt only for a bikini wax. Why do we do it? To feel clean and because we do not want hairs sticking out from the sides in swimsuits and lacy lingerie. We do not want...
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Apr.07.2012
“I was looking for brown buttons.”
“But this blouse not look brown.”
“It is – technically it belongs to the brown family.”
“See, it is not beige, not khaki, not fawn, not rust, so what is it?”
“Brown. That’s how I see it.”
“Your seeing is not enough. Did you find buttons to match it?”
“No...
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Mar.04.2012
I took some time to go to the "In between", stood on the top of the cliff overlooking a crystal blue sea, not a cloud in the sky, the horizon out to sea, like a blanket cool and serene over the world. Seagulls circle over the far peninsular and it takes a moment for me to realise...
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Jun.29.2011
I woke up with desire. For change. All change isn't loose, although it must flow. Some change is rigid. Like desire. I want This. What is this? Or This? And when does This become That? Or, when does it become a backdrop, a prop, its existence non-existent?
I woke up with desire and it...
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Feb.15.2011
I went out last night, to a Feng Shui evening. It was nice to go and do something different, something well away from what I usually do. Or so I thought. I arrived and said hello to my friend who owns the Cafe, and give her a hug. She is flashing all colours, "Uuum, have you gone...
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Feb.10.2010
Grey has been pushed against a wall. It isn’t mourning. Grey does not always feel lost as children skate on its sleek streets.
So, what is this about depressed and anxious people choosing grey to reflect their mental state?
Something called The Manchester Colour Wheel has come up with findings to...
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Nov.27.2009
With November on the wane, the records for Galway rainfall, that go back to the 1880's, reveal that it has been the wettest November ever on record. Ever. I can vouch for that. I now have in my possession three pairs of Wellington boots, one pair happens to be a daring Leopard skin print that I...
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Aug.11.2009
Red came into my life when there was room for nobody. It was empty. Emptiness takes up all the space. Red was lying among several soft toys. Women younger than me were buying those for their kids. I spotted Red, arms akimbo. I touched it, just a little brush, with the nonchalance I need to practise...
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Jul.22.2009
I am finally getting to sit down today and write this blog. It is almost three p.m. and as per usual I never know what I am going to write. I do not anticipate the content, I just sit and click on submit Blog entry and see what happens. This afternoon house is semi quiet, for a change and the only...
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