High School Confidential, Beat Poetess Philippa Fallon , "High School Dr...

BEFORE THE HIPPIE BEADS.........BEATNIKS IN CONE BRAS AND VERONIKA LAKE HAIRDOS.......

 

My cooking is much like Dona Flor's, although I dress more like her sleazy husband as I combine flavors, textures, colors and composition ....or Lasse Hallström's Chocolat character...or, better....LIke Water for Chocolate's Tita, the offspring of my kitchen obsessions, unlike Babette Hersant's 'spread'...created, to open the libidinal labyrinths of isolated and repressed victims of their own slot-sized view of worldliness....reflects the general, and sometimes specific, state of mind that I'm in........ Today has been a very narrow color palate......brown, tan, orangey greenish....monochromes......I think this is a result of my clamping down, emotionally, over the interrogation of Christine Blasey Ford within the constraints of the eyes of propriety, custom and habituation.....Like Winona Ryder's character in Girl Interrupted, I know that the only way 'out' of the rut of madness and confusion, is artistic expression.......although I know, that even that is often just another masking.....a cloaking device.....an invisibility that can take any and practically every form......As crazy as this sounds, some see the Truth in it......right, Lisa?

I"m not gonna wear that pink bow....or the blue one....around my Head!

after a 'run' of dark films.......Brothers Of The Head, The Skin I Live In, Heartless, Memento, Sweeney Todd and Coraline.......a friend, noticing the stack of these DVD's, remarked "I guess you watch Penny Dreadful......." I laughed, then cringed as he withdrew a copy of Love Happens from a canvas bag. You need to watch THIS, he said, as I lowered my sanpaku eyes, glancing at a tabloid photo of Robert Pattinson, from Water For Elephants......