james had his finger on the pulse. i was first introduced to him via Sunny's Blues. what does it mean to be an artist nowadays?
is it this feeling of the ice in your veins? ice that's starting to melt because you feel the passion of your work, of your dreams?
i really liked Giovanni's Room... i think we all had that lover that we kept quiet in a room somewhere. maybe if the world knew of this love it would become tainted in a way. the vulnerability of this short but sweet book. if you have to hide your love ~ is it love?
pour one out for james.
The way Baldwin writes really makes you feel it. I highly recommend if you like being messy or wonder what it would be like to be a bisexual man in 1950s paris.
