vignettes of the nite LVVI: biker madness

I have always been biker friendly, my brother owned them, I’ve had bfs who’ve rode, and a few friends. I would love to have a small bike some day. Still,  I cannot take the second summer of a new noise nitemare in my neighboorhood that some club nearby has wrought. They run in circles around Greenpoint and East […]

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vignettes of the nite LVV: “no wave skank goddess” on food

I’m on a cooking binge these days, grilling and stove. Made this tasty mushroom, lentil, quinoa, carrot, celery dish, close to this Martha Stewart recipe but with rosemary and some of Trader Joe’s garlic and eggplant dip mixed in.  Improv-style. Delish! A bit heavy for summer I suppose but it can be eaten cold (or […]


vignettes of the nite LVIV: desktop noise

Here are images soon to be “garbage” as I’m cleaning up the desktop again. Does anyone else clutter it with images they like, or come across, and don’t know what to do with if they don’t make it into any “file” of research related work? Oh well, somehow I must want to possess them, or some part of […]

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vignettes of the nite: LVIII

“By just presenting rambling Ondine or National Velvet as isolated, spoiled fruits, stripping away their connections to personal drama or outside world, and by languidly exposing jig-acting situations (tangled bodies on a mattress, gargantuan make-up scenes, a crazy telephone scene with a witchlike gypsy, her maddening horsey smile flashing on and off like a neon […]


design matters: larry vrba, king of costume jewelry

In my research to sell a necklace on Etsy (“romanlovesgigi”), I discovered the designer Lawrence (Larry) Vrba, who is the Liberace of costume jewelry for the theater, film, fashion, and celebrity world, and has been since the 1960s (when he worked for Miriam Haskelll. From La Cage aux Folles and Joan Crawford to Zac Posen […]

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karma row: “its not the car, its the driver”

Tonite I had a long conversation with my mother, about 2 hours. It ranged from my father and his tendency to be babied along with his legitimate dependency on her (in every way, as at 82 and a man with MS, he is not physically very independent), to the ills of religion and our basic […]