Our Hotel Continental Photo Album

This wasn’t always holy ground. This used to be the Interzone. This used to be the Hotel Continental. Everything seems to have faded like an old photograph, Tangiers itself worn down like it was made of salt. But everywhere there are reminders, diffused ghosts in a diffused twilight, refusing to leave, refusing to let go. We find a few of these phantoms upstairs , the cool chambers echoing with the dim voices of a time gone by. And the eery echoes cry out, “Who wants a drink? Would anyone like a thirteen year-old boy? Hey, let’s have some heroin!” Indeed, the voices bounce off the walls and chop you down just behind the knees. I wobbled a bit, anyway.

(more…)

“Only good girls get presents” was a statement drilled into my young head, but I’m here to say otherwise. Today I was a lucky receiver of this signed fabulous book sent by my lil’ bro David from DvA Gallery, who as we speak, is having a one man show for this famous artist.

Next month is going to be an another amazing show too -Erin and 14!