{"id":5085,"date":"2013-03-13T00:15:52","date_gmt":"2013-03-13T04:15:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.paulepictures.com\/blog\/?p=5085"},"modified":"2013-03-13T00:15:52","modified_gmt":"2013-03-13T04:15:52","slug":"intimacy-project","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.paulepictures.com\/blog\/2013\/03\/13\/intimacy-project\/","title":{"rendered":"Intimacy Project"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Day before the exhibition opening. Sitting in my hotel room in Kensington waiting for the Queen.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>..November 2005, Kensington, London&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Dear Mom:<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019m presently in London searching for the meaning of life. 24 hours into my crusade, I haven\u2019t found any answers to why I\u2019m here on this planet or why my accent doesn\u2019t sounds as sophisticated as the British. At best I sound like a Times Square pimp.\u00a0 At first I was concerned. But this maybe the break through that leads me to the answers. Will keep you updated.<\/p>\n<p>As for my situation with the unruly Germans writing me, I was walking in the tube and a group of German\u2019s passed by me. They didn\u2019t recognize me in my new jacket and recently cut hair. On a brighter note, I successfully met with my friend with the silly hat. As always proceed with Caution.<\/p>\n<p>I arrived in London on the day Tony Blair effectively lost his job. \u201cIt\u2019s better to lose trying to do the right thing.\u201d Is it that time again? That sully feeling is back in my stomach. The jackal of Doubt looms. He\u2019s sitting next to me on the tube. Starring at my profile. I can feel the vapor from his gnarly snout brushing up against my neck. My confidence ebbing away with my mutterings.<\/p>\n<p>Paule<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.paulepictures.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/11\/1aaa.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-3652\" alt=\"1aaa\" src=\"http:\/\/www.paulepictures.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/11\/1aaa.jpg\" width=\"400\" height=\"592\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.paulepictures.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/11\/1aaa.jpg 400w, http:\/\/www.paulepictures.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/11\/1aaa-202x300.jpg 202w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 400px) 100vw, 400px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><script type=\"text\/javascript\">\/\/ <![CDATA[\nvar gaJsHost = ((\"https:\" == document.location.protocol) ? \"https:\/\/ssl.\" : \"http:\/\/www.\"); document.write(unescape(\"%3Cscript src='\" + gaJsHost + \"google-analytics.com\/ga.js' type='text\/javascript'%3E%3C\/script%3E\"));\n\/\/ ]]><\/script><br \/>\n<script type=\"text\/javascript\">\/\/ <![CDATA[\ntry { var pageTracker = _gat._getTracker(\"UA-12680478-1\"); pageTracker._trackPageview(); } catch(err) {}\n\/\/ ]]><\/script><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Day before the exhibition opening. Sitting in my hotel room in Kensington waiting for the Queen. ..November 2005, Kensington, London&#8230; Dear Mom: I\u2019m presently in London searching for the meaning of life. 24 hours into my crusade, I haven\u2019t found any answers to why I\u2019m here on this planet or why my accent doesn\u2019t sounds [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[116],"tags":[580],"class_list":["post-5085","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-londinium","tag-londinium"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.paulepictures.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5085","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.paulepictures.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.paulepictures.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.paulepictures.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.paulepictures.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5085"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"http:\/\/www.paulepictures.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5085\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5088,"href":"http:\/\/www.paulepictures.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5085\/revisions\/5088"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.paulepictures.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5085"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.paulepictures.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5085"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.paulepictures.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5085"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}