Katya Grokhovsky, Status Updates, 2010/11
Strong feelings were meaningless. Tender Californian sun glowed, catching her by surprise. The light, the awkward light. Uninterrupted Space. She lowered herself into the ocean of limitless procrastination. Regardless, she will conquer this vacuum. For what? Are you Happy dear?
*Happy: feeling light.
Sipping her latte at Intelligentsia, she inhaled deeply. How are you doing? Has anyone asked?
Waxing lyrical about the artist's fate. How she wished for Paris, 19th century. The poverty, the parties, absinthe, early tragic death, prostitution and immortal genius, of course.
*Massive Headache: drinking lots of water and daydreaming endlessly.
Stand on your head. A year, another year, another year.
*Traveled to Los Angeles and back to Chicago. Tired and pensive. Hibernating.
Painting with words. Do you remember when you wrote about the sea? The black sea?
As you mixed your watercolors so technically well, imagining unclaimed lands and territories...romantic heart of darkness.
The folds of her vintage eight dollar cotton dress covered her fuller figure well. Black tights, black boots.
*Buying vintage clothes. Spent forty dollars. Bought: two sweater dresses, one black sweater, two velvet bolero vintage jackets.
The dusty slightly mauve sky promised little. The rain hasn't stopped, perhaps it will snow soon. The red brick houses, Velvet trench coat.
*I have nothing to say today.
*Watching Mad Men. All seasons.
*Anxious. Re-working my CV.
*Obsessively expanding my horizons today.
*Reading book : Power, follow up to The Secret.
*Self-not-helping by sleeping all day long.
*Pushing the envelope of daytime laziness.
*Deciding to begin.
*Not cleaning my bedroom.
*Cooking basmatti rice. Broccoli and garlic stirfry with soy sauce. Dinner.
*Apple cider. Organic. Two spoons in a glass of water. Every morning.
*Unbearable incurable net-surfing.
*The edge of reason: work on it.
*Multi-vitamin. One a day with a meal. For women.
*In the dead of winter: sun shines in My Book.
*Not consistent: Julie and Julia, Eyes wide shut, Whatever works, White nights, Flash Dance, Shall we Dance, Dirty Dancing, Becoming Jane, Dorothy Parker and the vicious circle. Laurie Anderson at Harris Theatre in Chicago.
*Hypnotized and floating.
*Is one more important than the other? - Random phrase, random book on my bedroom floor.
*Be Loyal to both: phrase from an ad, glossy magazine on my floor.
*A second chance for every skin. Vogue.
*Chop. Chop.
*Waking up to my heart beating extremely fast.
*Nothing to report. I am cold.Hot coffee and toast with honey. 4pm Breakfast.
