Oakland artist and B2L2 contributor Kevin Woodson and San Francisco poet Juan Pablo Guiterrez will debut Flower by Flower, an extensive collection of watercolors and poems, during Art and Music in the Gardens at the Lake Merritt Garden Center June 4 and 5.
He sat at the table holding the baby. She seemed only slightly younger than the black girl that flashed into his meager consciousness with each blink. Black, all bright teeth and big eyes looking up at them in confusion. He could still see the bows in three pigtails. The left one red, the middle one blue, the right one green. He couldn’t imagine how colors could be so bright.
Thoughtless. Will consider for personal gain.
Egotist. Will fish for compliments.
Hungry. Will eat for satiety.
Trite. Will bore for lack of interest.
I went to see a movie documentry with my class called Born to Be Wild.
I’m circling this week’s thematic quarry with ninja-like wiliness.
The Last Temptation of Osama bin Laden We interrupt our regularly scheduled program of travel narratives to…
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This is what happens to me always. I want to write so many things but I get tired. I know what I’m thinking but I don’t know how to write it. So my mom said to write little bits down. Here are some of my little bits.
Does KIPP have success? Yes. What is the cost, though?
John Hicks on February 11, 2011 wrote:
Follow the Cheerios. This is one of my winning personal philosophies. I don’t know what “follow the Cheerios” means, but I plan on using it a lot more in the future. It strikes me as a sturdy, all-purpose phrase.
My knowledge of Nottingham, UK, extends to the Robin Hood movies I grew up watching as a kid courtesy of WGN Family Classics (featuring Douglas Fairbanks) and Disney (with a cartoon fox). I don’t know much of its music scene, yet I’ve been obsessing lately over instrumental recordings from a pair of bands that hail from there — Kogumaza and Souvaris.
I went to the New Orleans Jazz & Heritage Festival last weekend. Thanks to the miracle of LlamaVision, I’m able to share with you some exciting moments from my trip.
Another mad inventor. Wild hair, thick glasses, a lab-coat with strange items poking and bulging from every pocket. His latest invention—the micro-text suit. See it hanging in its vacuum-sealed display case. He will move it carefully into a garment bag and bring it to the offices of the Board of Directors. They will finally see the fruits of their investment—of so many years and so much money. He will explain to them his brilliant concept and execution, how he has managed—through patented techniques—to molecularly print the text of any desired passage onto the fibers of this comfortable and stylish material.