This is in progress right now and right now and even right now. It was my entrance into the radiance of imagination. She questions her reasons for being in the city until she meets Robert Mapplethorpe. Some were very poor others a bit more well off. I rarely have come across two people in book that felt very much joined at the hip. Oddly enough, it was Louisa May Alcott who provided me with a positive view of my female destiny. The most powerful lessons I took away was that teachers and parents - through unconditional support and love - have tremendous power to unlock the potential within each of us.
I am grateful to know that so many brilliant minds come from the Bronx. Robert encourages her art and poets such as Allen Ginsberg and Gregory Corso encourage her writing. Yet I have a lock of his hair, a handful of his ashes, a box of his letters, a goatskin tambourine. You don't have to be from the Bronx or a New Yorker to appreciate Arlene Alda's incredible writing-or obvious love for the Bronx. Just Kids from the Bronx is an interesting compilation of oral accounts from a select group of people who are from the Bronx. Member Credits can be applied toward Eligible Masterpass button checkout Purchase. This is a great book for anyone who grew up I received this book for free through Goodreads First Reads.
My mother took in ironing as I sat on the stoop of our rooming house waiting for the iceman and the last of the horse-drawn wagons. My impression is that I lack both the cultural context and perhaps the creative sensibility to fully appreciate the contributions made by these artists. We watch Smith's astonishing evolution from visual artist to poet to rock and roller. But once I committed to the book, I became entranced by the Bronx. Sometimes funny, sometime tragic, sometimes inspiring, we are granted a slice of insight into many childhoods, many beginnings, many perceptions, and many reflections of how their journeys evolved from this dynamic New York borough. Alda has interviewed many former residents of all types of backgrounds and has provided short vignettes of each person.
I did feel like some of the stories rambled off topic or just were generally too long and could have been edited better. This book aims to show the true side of the borough as famous and successful Bronxites tell their stories of growing up. It's an autobiography, the richest I've ever read. My mother won the argument and I put on a shirt, but I cannot exaggerate the betrayal I felt at that moment. This is memoir as maelstrom, cataclysmic in its effect.
Jimi Hendrix set his guitar in flames in Monterey. It's a story of American opportunity and the idea of working hard and achieving greatness! And perhaps even more important than their rags to riches stories is the reminder that in America all Reading this oral history as told by some who grew up in the Bronx makes one wish to have been born there. They more than earned the right to their love. This one focuses on The Bronx. I was completely smitten by the book. In Just Kids, Patti Smith's first book of prose, the legendary American artist offers a never-before-seen glimpse of her remarkable relationship with photographer Robert Mapplethorpe in the epochal days of New York City and the Chelsea Hotel in the late sixties and seventies. I finally understand the importance of the Chelsea Hotel.
. In the green of the hills he saw red. It helps that Smith writes really well -- occasionally veering into prose closer to poetry -- stark, simple and expressive. The story of her arrival in New York, meeting Mapplethorpe and struggling to get by is worth the price of admission, a real look at what it means to be a starving artist. Though I personally never knew anyone who would. I wondered if I had really been called as an artist. We walked all over and had a freedom the kids toda If you are from The Bronx you gotta love this book.
It was not a childish notion. This is the story of a beautiful, complex, demanding and ever-evolving friendship between two young, hopeful, actively unconventional creatives. He had taken it from its portfolio, sliding it down his pants leg. When I won a competition sponsored by the local Sherwin-Williams paint store, my work was displayed in the shopwindow and I had enough money to buy a wooden art box and a set of oils. I thought the Bronx existed as a crime-ridden cesspool of New York.
We looked down at our hands, each holding on to the other. Nor do I think she closed off her emotions about her past. I marvel now at the independence we kids were given by our families to go wherever we wanted, as long as we were home by dinnertime. She gave me the courage of a new goal, and soon I was crafting little stories and spinning long yarns for my brother and sister. Aids took so many wonderful people. Despite all her awed talk of Mallarmé and Baudelaire, she is much more in sync with her compatriots like Paul Bowles and Hunter S.