time coats the ordinary with gold

"Was she still as pretty as I remembered? Is anyone? How memories lie to us. How time coats the ordinary with gold. How it breaks the heart to go back and attempt to relive them. How crushed we are when we discover that the gold was merely gold plating thinly coated over lead, chalk, and peeling paint."

Henry Rollins

his name was james byron dean

“one man’s recollection, an image of the actor as seen through the eyes of a friend. like all memories it is intensely personal, illusive, and incomplete- yet it refuses to die”

I've been reading and watching alot of things on James Dean lately. I really like this film by one of Jimmy's best friends.  There are so many great parts but my favorite is The Little Prince scene (starts at 42:50). His temperament and personality reminds of what I think Jeff Buckley might have been like too.

 insanely creative and divinely talented....and taken too soon.