On Cohen...

I'm reading one of Leonard Cohen's poetry books, and it's quite awesome! It's called "The Book Of Longing"

There is a poem called "something from the early seventies". It's basicalley a prose recounting of the art world's reaction to his "black photographs". Basically he would go to a public space such a subway, spend a long time setting a up a shot then place his hand over the lens when taking the photo. I'm not sure if he actually did this, it could be fictous, but I'm guessing he did. He explains how people kept trying to interpret but nobody got it right... exept for Nico! (as in 'and the velvet underground). Apprently she understood immediatley why he did this. According to his biography he was very much in love with Nico, only she didnt love him back. How sad!!

I'd transcrobe the poem on to here but it's really long, so buy it at michelle's store when you buy art and today from her!!