My Dream Bouquet

Poppies

+

Peonies

+

Chocolate Cosmos

And since this is my dream bouquet,

it would smell like gardenias.

Dreaming of Color

It's an overcast day and all I want is to be surrounded by color.

And patterns

and sun- drenched patios

and poppies

and mosaics

and Kime Buzzelli drawings.

Is that so wrong?

Where is the scorching California I grew up in?

I am almost getting nostalgic for miserably hot

and humid New York summers.

But not quite.

Artist of my Dreams

Elizabeth Peyton's art makes me tear up with happiness. When she had the exhibit at the New Museum I might have gone once a week (thanks to Thursday evening's free admission) and each time I was overwhelmed with joy.

Anyone who paints Jarvis Cocker

AND Mad King Ludwig is my dream.

Or recognizes that Eminem is just as sexy

as Brett Anderson.

And who chooses my favorite photo of Frida to paint.

Not to mention, when she is asked to do a still life

it includes poppies and Patti Smith.

I tell you, this woman is a dream, dream, dream.

Now if she'd only get started on that portrait

of Prince I will be complete.