Photo by brother and photographer Jake Lindeman!
All images: Emma Mannheimer
Be sure to check out Batlle’s tumblr to see more of his work.
Don’t forget to pop by Ierimonti Gallery to see Batlle’s show “Grade Pending” opening June 9th!
The only song to listen to today.
Self-Portrait with Sylvia Plath’s Braid
Some women make a pilgrimage to visit it
in the Indiana library charged to keep it safe.
I didn’t drive to it; I dreamed it, the thick braid
roped over my hands, heavier than lead.
My own hair was long for years.
Then I became obsessed with chopping it off,
and I did, clear up to my ears. If hair is beauty
then I am no longer beautiful.
Sylvia was beautiful, wasn’t she?
And like all of us, didn’t she wield her beauty
like a weapon? And then she married,
and laid it down, and when she was betrayed
and took it up again it was a word-weapon,
a poem-sword. In the dream I fasten
her braid to my own hair, at my nape.
I walk outside with it, through the world
of men, swinging it behind me like a tail.
Your dear DJ staff has been working tirelessly on a cookbook that will blow your minds.
Check out #dinneratthelongtable for the goods.
A New York Child’s Garden of Verses
(With the usual.)
–Franklin Pierce Adams
Sometimes there’s nothing more beautiful than watching milk slowly collide into coffee…or perhaps it’s just that Wednesday b.s..