mialoveshenrymiller – Letter 47 – San Francisco, Mr. Shrink Man, Submission, Romance and Unexpected Surprises

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Letter 47 – San Francisco, Mr. Shrink Man, Submission, Romance and Unexpected Surprises

I’m writing this letter on 6/13/2012 at 10:37 a.m.

Dear Henry,

“I don’t care who the artist is, if you study him deeply, sincerely, detachedly, you will find that he and his work are one.  If it were otherwise the planets would be capable of leaving their orbits.” –Henry Miller, Art and Outrage

I have returned to my artist loft today.  I’ve been working on a very large, existing portrait for the television mural project, which I have been working on for numerous months.  It is almost complete.  I’m proud of the work that I’ve accomplished so far.  As I have been painting, I’ve been listening to James Patterson’s, The Women’s Murder Club, Volume 1.  The setting of this mystery novel takes place in San Francisco, one of my favorite cities to visit.  It reminds me of my first adventure to San Francisco.  I have been itching to write a letter to you about it, telling you about my strange and awkward experience, for quite some time.  This is a tale of weird confliction, confusion, frustration, sadness and unexpected surprises and extreme romance.

Voice Number 1 – “A well-balanced individual is one who has no regrets.  And who’s he or she? The one who has tasted at least once- or twice even better – all passion and vices the world has to offer.” –Excerpt from the Play, Flush Game Or the Gospel According to Henry Miller, Corneliu Mitrache

My first trip to San Francisco was approximately six years ago, 2006.  It was mid-June and the weather was chilly, much like it is today in Minnesota.  Several months prior to my journey, I yearned to discover something sexually exciting in my life – a new intimate encounter – a new lover – a new city.  I would often scan over the personal ads in City Pages, or online polyamorous dating, web sites, to see if anyone interesting would pique my interest.  I even had to fill out a personal profile on a few of the web sites.  I didn’t mind. Within a few days, I received a message from an older gentleman who appeared intriguing to me.  He was a high profile psychologist from the east coast- NYC.   The world of psychology has always interested me.  We conversed via email for many days and nights.  We seemed to click on many levels.  Our written replies to each other flowed easily. We eventually agreed to meet for dinner at Manny’s Steakhouse in Downtown Minneapolis, the next time he visited the Twin Cities.  This gentleman told me in one of his last emails, before traveling to Minnesota, that he wanted to surprise me with a gift, and asked for my measurements.  So I gave them to him, 36-27-34. Continue reading

mialoveshenrymiller – Letter 46 – Small, Unplanned Set Backs, Passion, Surrender, Sex, and Missing You, Henry Miller

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Letter 46 – Small, Unplanned Set Backs, Passion, Surrender, Sex, and Missing You, Henry Miller

I’m writing this letter on 6-5-2012 at 1:13 p.m

“Why not accept the challenge of the Spirit and yield? Why not surrender, and thus enter into a new life?” –Henry Miller, The Time of the Assassins

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“Good luck! Keep writing and painting – the only salvation in this cheesy world.” –Henry Miller, Letter to Irving Stettner, Stroker Magazine, Thurs. 4/5/1978, From your Capricorn Friend

Dear Henry,

I have missed writing to you so much!  I haven’t been able to write due to working night and day, around the clock, to meet a couple of previous art deadlines.  My art show in Maple Grove, Minnesota was a success.  For the past several weeks, I’ve been continuing to experience severe headaches, resulting from three bulging discs in my neck, as well as severe TMJ, and advance stage arthritis in my jaws, which occurred from two severe car accidents when I was younger.  I have also been on bed rest over four weeks due to the ugly, awful, deadly demon, whooping cough.  There has been a severe outbreak in Minnesota and several other states such as California and Wisconsin.  Due to my kidney disease and compromised immune system, sometimes I am susceptible to picking up highly contagious illnesses.  This sucks.  But it could be worse, I could be dead.  I haven’t written because my body has felt weak and my head has been cloudy.  I also haven’t written because I really don’t like to talk about my faults, flaws, and illness.  However, to give you an accurate view about the obstacles in my life, I feel the need to disclose all of me, the good, the bad and the ugly.  I am just now feeling the energy and clear headedness to attempt to write this letter to you.

Roger Jones asked HM this question in 1977, Conversations with Henry Miller – “It must have taken great courage to write the way you have.

HM’s answer: “Oh yes, that I must have had, everybody concedes that.  I don’t take credit for it. It was just natural with me.  Oh wait a minute, no I’ll modify that.  I had to be absolutely desperate before I could write like that.  I had been put right down, to the very bottom, ignored, and spat upon, and humiliated.  Everything wrong happened to me.  And my attitude was, I’ll get back at you, you bastards, fuck you.  I’ll show you who I am.”  –Conversations with Henry Miller, edited by Frank L. Kersnowski and Alice Hughes.  This excerpt was printed in the Queens Quarterly, 84 (1987), 351-65 Henry Miller at Eighty–Four, Roger Jones / 1977 Continue reading

A great review written about my burlesque show, Dr. Farrago’s Burlesque Theater. P.S. I’m working on a new letter to Henry Miller. I should be posting soon. Thank you Devo Sykes and Aephy.Org.!!!!!

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Really Hard and Incredibly Dangerous: A night with Dr. Farrago’s Burlesque

by D. Sykes

Photos by Mike Thue

Every day is a good day for partial nudity, erotic titillation, laughter, and spectacle; so when I was offered the opportunity to come review Dr. Farrago’s Burlesque Theater on the first of June, I jumped on it like a stripper leaping for her pole.  I recruited the intrepid photographer Mike Thue with vague promises of T&A and we set off for Ground Zero to find out if we could stand up during set breaks without embarrassing ourselves with unsightly trouser bulges.

The show, founded and produced by dancer-cum-author-cum-magician Mia Malone, is a long-running affair with an obviously high standard of quality. It goes down every first Friday of the month, except for a hiatus in July.  Our hosts for the evening were the hilarious Miss Colleen and David Walbridge, who was accosted…

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