It is January and it is thundering outside and I am writing an artist statement for a fellowship (deadline: Monday). My thesis project is entitled Proposal for a More Secure, More Beautiful World (deadline: May-ish). The snow is slowly melting away which means that maybe the llamas and billy goats next door to my little house will come outside to ( Read more... )

even now, approaching noon, the fog is so thick that we can't see the mountains in the backyard and the llamas and billygoats that live on the farm next door are no-where to be found.

As if Kylie: The Exhibition wasn't strange enough, fashion week started today so yesterday the exhibit was filled with models and little men in funny glasses.

the god of england, who may also be the god of overcast and humidity must have a thing against americans partying in his/her country and peeing in his/her allies because i've been smitten by the ( Read more... )

The name of the game is sitting in a pub for five hours. Its having no wallet but a travel card valid for a week and a stolen bike bought for 35 quid. Its being dizzy in Trafalgar square and drunk in the north, south, northeast and southwest. Its cardigans and internships, Italian Women, Dutch Girls and missing my girlfriend. Hasselblaads (yes we ( Read more... )

twenty one!

every day i come home from work with grease caked under my fingernails.
it's kind of like coming back from the darkroom or the sculpture studio
except that grease isn't a carcinogen.

this summer has started off terribly but i saw jacob cunningham today for the first time in a year so i dare say that things are looking up.

(best weekend ever).
thank you keg hunt. i am still drunk and played spin the bottle for like two hours in 79.
kathryn long was here but now is gone. i had an anxiety attack while pouring the keg and my car is somewhere on its way to new york.

its spring outside and i've been wearing shorts.
who knows.

The past two nights, while spotwelding, I've spaced briefly while staring at the little bright spot where the metal meets the electricity and hallucinated that said little white dot has sparked off and burned my face ( Read more... )

jesus. its not like seth was smoking pcp.

oh ps.
http://www.youtube.com/w/Honky-tonk?v=Zy5VfFQwYgo&search=honky%20tonk