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May 2018
I was once on facebook; it feels like millions
of years ago measured in days; Zuckerberg
is such a fascist-*****; whipped by his
Asian wife & crippled by fatherhood; not a
hipster just a **** w/ a lawyer willing to hold
his hand while he steals money & sells mirrors;

an avant-garde photography scene
(here I should mention Lilleth Leda,
top photographer & stylist Renaissance
woman & model herself reminding me
of Sandra Romaine, inspired in part
by Bunny Yeager & Diane Arbus;
Sylvia Plath, Edna St. Vincent Millay,
Gertrude Stein all bubbling in a pagan
stew of evening & midnight onto broad
daylight through skylight & Kat is part
of that vision of tomorrow)

in Capetown, SA inspired my art & writing
by blending classic Americana
burlesque w/ art photography & realism;
stark & minimalist w/ a gothic edge;
very spirited yet loving; interracial but as
much (Kat Trim, not her real name,
a model-photographer challenged &
shattered me w/ pure purple cat-like love;
destroying the essentially shadowy barrier
between life & art; she is the I Am)

as u'd think; bourgeois certainly (Kat acknowledged as the universal muse of the scene combining a Bettie Page-ish
casual attitude w/ an Isadora-ish
spontaneity of movement;

she knows & more; she knows I love her
& that she inspires me to no end
I can see rainbows in Kat's brunette mane)
Dave established himself at the apex
of the scene marrying his long-time
partner, a photographer equally unique &
perhaps a tad more edgy, easy access to
a female body always a boon to any artist;

they know me there as Johnny Noir;
they all sold out for the money but kept
the scene together so they continued

to grow & influenced everything from
kpop to American alt-country music to
Russian strippers striking circus poses
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