Archive for the ‘co-conspirators’ Category

~spirit pinions~

Saturday, August 27th, 2011

Sacred spot: Grandpa Boone’s pigeon pens. A few pictures made as daylight faded, skirt and wings fluttering.

~ mothership connection ~

Saturday, August 20th, 2011

Put a glide in your stride, a dip in your hip and come on up to The Mothership. Miz P’s memorial and interplanetary love-roller-coaster☆freaky and habit-forming☆chocolate star☆gettin’ down in 3-D☆light year groovin☆500,000 kilowatts of P.Funk-power☆very yes☆starchild☆mothership connection. 

Swing low, time to move on, light years in time, free your mind, come fly, it’s hip, [...]

~ golden lady ~

Tuesday, August 16th, 2011

Pamela Kibbee, beautiful, funky, beloved Miz P.
October 19, 1964 ~ August 16, 2011
Always my soul sister.
♥ Miz KimmiSue

~eye of the storm~

Monday, August 8th, 2011

Broadcasting to you live from the center of the cyclone and an incongruously vacation-y afternoon (with beloved house guest) in Bolinas and Tomales Bay. Plus a nightcap at the Tonga Room–closest I’ve come to a guest spot on The Love Boat.

~ the year of glitter ~

Thursday, June 23rd, 2011

Opening night of the Year of Glitter:
rockin the pumpkin fairy dress sent by mom ~
being carded while buying prosecco (on 42nd birthday, I mean, please, but also: thanks!) ~
loving old friends who slice, sauté, simmer tagine, rescue caramelized frosting, snip nasturtium from trailing vines for cake top, who celebrate years of friendship, who introduce new [...]

~undisguised and naked: poet pin-up~

Tuesday, May 31st, 2011

“Somebody once called it a sauce-pan—said I wore sauce-pan hats.”
Happy birthday to Walt Whitman, self-described “American, one of the roughs, a kosmos, disorderly, fleshly, and sensual, no sentimentalist, no stander above men or women or apart from them, no more modest than immodest,” otherwise known as the man with the sauce-pan hat. Treat yourself to [...]

~concrete jungles, taxonomy of~

Thursday, March 17th, 2011

Vestibules, Cupolas and Rotundas, oh my! It must be an hour passed at the Victorian Conservatory of Flowers in Golden Gate Park, bookishly researching with a favorite lady companion. It was a rather plantish afternoon, as next we took in an exhibit that suggested–citing his cluster of poems Calamus, that take their name from a [...]

~dog meets sea~

Saturday, February 5th, 2011

~auspicious friend~

Wednesday, February 2nd, 2011

The light lured us outside to catch the lowest of tides at Ocean Beach. We met joyous dogs, tiny jellyfish and befuddled art students whose projects nearly floated out to sea. We also rescued a lady bug from the wet sand, and together she and I promenaded the length of the beach until Alfonso returned [...]

~年年高升~

Saturday, January 29th, 2011

We tried our first steamed sticky cake–Nian Gao–eaten around Chinese New Year to appease the Kitchen God and bring good luck (The Chinese word 粘 (nián) is a homonym for both sticky and year, and the word 糕 (gāo) is a homonym for cake and high). Some cherry blossoms in the Presidio and brewing of [...]

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