08 January 2010

Who Shot'cha!?

...some of the best things about growing up were the arts n' crafts sessions, the photo shoots, the sweat-suits, the endless dolores park and popsicles, the mini freedoms, the grown up pot n' wine parties, the nudes, the sling shots, the honesty...the sling shot skeletons are now with me in brooklyn, leaning against a freezing, drafty window dripping with winter condensation...the rubber bands and leather pads that used to house marbles for slinging are no longer...but their wooden frames remain; like beautiful retired dancers, driftwood ballerinas, looking out at the snow remembering their youth.

2 comments:

it's a bird bird world said...

UM excayoooooooooose me? Hi. HI.
I'm on my couch dying of a cute attack-shot through the heart. Halp!

Sylvia Paull said...

who took THAT photo? it's wonderful.