Sunday, June 8, 2008


"skinny.dip"


skinny love

"c'mon skinny love just last the year
pour a littl salt we were never here
my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer

i tell my love to wreck it all
cut out all the ropes and let me fall
my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
right in the moment this order's tall

i told you to be patient
i told you to be fine
i told you to be balanced
i told you to be kind
in the morning i'll be with you
but it will be a different "kind"
ill be holding all the tickets
and you'll be owning all the fines

c'mon skinny love what happened here
suckle on the hope in lite brazziere
my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
sullen load is full; so slow on the split

i told you to be patient
i told you to be fine
i told you to be balanced
i told you to be kind
now all your love is wasted?
then who the hell was I?
now im breaking at the britches
and at the end of all your lines

who will love you?
who will fight?
who will fall far behind?"


bon iver

BTW, Sue was kind enough to refer me to entering this digital art contest in Southern California. Thinking about doing it....possibly uising the last three April entries since they are larger file size. They also are not sampled, to my poor minded memory.

Have a great Sunday.

10 comments:

The Artful Eye said...

Just do it! Submit.go

Beautiful image here, lovely use of color reminds me of ink bleeds on watercolor. I love the bright neon green and splash of cobalt, here and there.

Bon Iver, this guy is good. You showed me the way.

Is it hot enough over there?

Lisa Sarsfield said...

Do it...you are getting sleepy...go..now...sign up...you must follow these istructions....now...or the world will fall...off..it's axis and..YOU...will be responsible...verrrry sleepy now...


I have decided to jump ship, pukeko's and poor birds await you http://lisasarsfield.wordpress.com/

Nora said...

I am very disturbed by the song lyrics and find it hard to react to the painting...

Sorry.

Frances said...

good idea to enter the contest and those are beautiful pictures - worth a wider audience. I think I commented on this yesterday by mistake.
doc.tor.who.go's.the.re

Frances said...

no. I didn't -
where did my comment.go?
I told you that I saw bon.iver on a late night music show here. and that I agree with Irene that the lyrics are disturbing. but I like your leaky-looking artwork. Bleeding I guess. I used to get that with fabric printing. textiley dye-bleed.

John said...

This song is sad the way literature can be sad.

Song is better than lyrics
and there is an amazing angry version on npr where done live at SSW festival.

The image is ok and playing with paint bucket tools.

I will have less time and will be experimenting more with other programs.

Good art here will be like a monjey typing shakespeare. Ramdom luck.

some.days.

Bev said...

I thought you had written this as a poem and signed off in a funny way, as you do.

I am glad to find it is actually somebody else's work. I thought you may have a fetish for thin women, or something lol

Anonymous said...

The only word i can rhyme is nantucket.

warm.in.nyc

Kim said...

so many ways of looking at this poem John
I can see a relationship between it and the image..
a little forlorn....lost...hazy..
hey good luck in the comp..I couldn't get the link to be kind to me perhaps I need a secret password ;)

Frances said...

there is a poem on a similar subject. But I think it is from the point of view of a father. I should look for it. maybe imagining it.