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Sunday, April 20, 2014 was:
- My 71st Birthday
- Easter Sunday
Celebutantes & Drugs & Resurrection
Talk about planets aligning! What a day for a Twitter Resurrection. And then the next day Glyn Davis’ Warhol MOOC started.
- Sunday: Twitter Resurrection
- Monday: My new blog: Edie Pink
- Friday: My new, new blog: Edie’s Farm
Apparently I’m back.
The Day After?
What do you do when you’re lucky enough to have a Twitter Resurrection? Relive old glory? Rant about old hurts? I got tired of that by Wednesday.
I am enjoying thinking about my life, and if it could or should have been different, on Edie Pink. 1965 was an amazing year. A very bright candle. But singular as that year was for me, a Santa Barbara girl suddenly on top of the world, was it worth all the crap before and after 1965? And dead at 28?
I loved Andy in 1965. I was mad at him for a long time after that. The truth is that I miss him. But a further truth is that I think The Factory wasn’t sustainable. At least not for me. Perhaps not for anyone. And so my mind drifts away from Andy’s Industrial Factory, to Edie’s Organic Farm. I can’t say that these are choices I’d have made if I’d lived. But I can say that to be alive now I can’t just relive the past, and that these choices, while very different, do feel right in this contemporary moment.
Thanks for visiting! It’s so nice to meet you!
I’m from Boston and I think an autobiography would be a great start. Most of the retro rock groups here, mostly Orpheus, Beacon Street Union, and Ultimate Spinach are a bit of a yawn.
Thanks Scott! So… “ScottLordNovelist”… you’re a writer then? That’s so great! What do you write? Do you have stuff online? Have a great day Scott! 😀
got your Rene Magaritte. Nice painting. Good luck with your avatars.