Thursday, November 29, 2007

I'm Lost in Your Eyes - (Modigliani)

Amedeo Clemente Modigliani (July 12, 1884 – January 24, 1920) was an Italian artist, practicing both painting and sculpture, who pursued his career for the most part in France. Modigliani was born in Livorno (historically referred to in English as Leghorn), in Northwestern Italy and began his artistic studies in Italy before moving to Paris in 1906. Influenced by the artists in his circle of friends and associates, by a range of genres and art movements, and by primitive art, Modigliani's œuvre was nonetheless unique and idiosyncratic. He died in Paris of tubercular meningitis— exacerbated by poverty, overworking, and an excessive use of alcohol and narcotics — at the age of 35.



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Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Breakfast at Tiffany's



You say that we've got nothing in common, no common ground to start from, and we're falling apart. You'll say the world has come between us. Our lives have come between us. Still, I know you just don't care. I see you - the only one who knew me. And now your eyes see through me. I guess I was wrong. So what now? It's plain to see we're over. And I hate when things are over - when so much is left undone.

And I said, "What about 'Breakfast at Tiffany's? ' " He said, "I think I remember the film, and as I recall, I think, we both kinda liked it." And I said, "Well, that's the one thing we've got."



Sunday, November 25, 2007

Well, well, well, Karen Walker. I thought I smelled gin and regret.



"I’m sorry, you must have mistaken me for somebody else. My name is Anastasia Beaverhausen. 'Anastasia' like Russian Royalty, 'Beaverhausen' like . . . where the beaver live."

"I'm fabulous; I'm an incredible dresser; I've got buckets of money; I'm a hoot and a half; and I got a killer rack!"

"The only other person I've apologized to was my mother, and that was court ordered. So take the apology in the spirit it was intended, or I'll kick you in the generals."

"God made you in His image and I’m sure he doesn’t regret it that much!"

"It’s like childbirth but without the unpleasant child afterwards."

"My mother was crazy, that’s why I had her committed. Well, she wasn’t so much crazy as she bugged me."

Saturday, November 10, 2007

Today's view: Brewed in Bangalore

Dinner last night at the Afghanistan Khyber Pass restaurant in Hillcrest, San Diego, included a Taj Mahal for a very good time.