Ketchup flowers
Jan. 3rd, 2002 06:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
enteleinToday:
Woke early, on a pull-out couch in a dim townhome. Wondered for a second where I was, and then realized that I was just pretending to be confused about where I was. Somehow, when in SoCal, I am never under any illusion, even in deep sleep, that I may be anywhere else.
It may be the palm trees, it may be the drivers, but I can never forget that I am here.
We went to the Getty museum today, and I got to see my very first Joseph Cornell piece in person, and it nearly made me weep from happiness. It wasn't one of his typical box constructions, but it was cool nonetheless.
The buildings are sprawling and full of light. We saw many important and beautiful works of art today. I took many many pictures of stone and wood and velvet and gold patina. I took many pictures of sunlight and sky and airy windows and polished gleaming floors.
Johnny Rockets was a late lunch for us, and the diner jockey served us ketchup paintings for our onion rings - my dad got a clown face, I got a ketchup flower. I had a patty melt (oof), and a vanilla coke. I love me some vanilla coke. Mmmmm mmmm mmm hmmm.
My feet hurt. I saw a Joseph Cornell piece. Life is OK.
Woke early, on a pull-out couch in a dim townhome. Wondered for a second where I was, and then realized that I was just pretending to be confused about where I was. Somehow, when in SoCal, I am never under any illusion, even in deep sleep, that I may be anywhere else.
It may be the palm trees, it may be the drivers, but I can never forget that I am here.
We went to the Getty museum today, and I got to see my very first Joseph Cornell piece in person, and it nearly made me weep from happiness. It wasn't one of his typical box constructions, but it was cool nonetheless.
The buildings are sprawling and full of light. We saw many important and beautiful works of art today. I took many many pictures of stone and wood and velvet and gold patina. I took many pictures of sunlight and sky and airy windows and polished gleaming floors.
Johnny Rockets was a late lunch for us, and the diner jockey served us ketchup paintings for our onion rings - my dad got a clown face, I got a ketchup flower. I had a patty melt (oof), and a vanilla coke. I love me some vanilla coke. Mmmmm mmmm mmm hmmm.
My feet hurt. I saw a Joseph Cornell piece. Life is OK.
