Archive for November, 2009

On Sarah Gaugler

November 3, 2009

When this writer-poet asked what I thought of her, which happened to be his subject for his next article, I said…

For someone to come up with the idea of transforming a poorly inked tattoo with an ex-lover’s name marring it even more into a design perhaps common yet chic as a butterfly, is a laudable feat, not just because it’s a cool thing to do but because such decisiveness borders on sensible connection: that, despite the pull of a more convenient cover-up job, an apt representation for the act itself (metamorphosing a tattoo) still surfaced. Perhaps the deal isn’t really in the butterfly but in her other tattoo: a heart on her right arm. Did she too mean to transcend the ordinary emblem, and use it to proclaim that she wears her heart on her sleeves?

sarah

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Within, Without Memories

November 1, 2009

It saddens me, sweetly, when I remember things, those with the weight of passing, which interestingly become apparent only after years have passed. Such are memories, more importantly, the feelings incorporated in them.

The first time I heard “Sunshower” was while watching a certain episode of this TV drama meant for teens. And I remember how sad the characters were during the time the song played in the background. Up to now, when I look back, I still feel what I felt then. Then, I relate to this feeling, the song, the scenario, even if I’m neither in the same moment nor am I inundated with the same emotion.

These abrupt recollections, they happen. And it’s always helpful to have a silent room to accommodate them.