doubt

does this look like Woody Allen or Andy Warhol to you?

-Sarah C

why does pee wee herman wear lipstick?

FREE ROMAN POLANSKI

this is my song-

If I could picket the world right now, I would.

If I could promise you that the adventure would be fun-

I would do that too.

Baby, I'm finally gonna pay that ticket today. Even though I don't want to. Don't want to step on another bus. Ride it into somewhere that I don't want to be.

A life without dreams is _____?

l'shana tova

my celebration; listening to kasper hauser gonna smoke a spliff and then chew a piece of trident

l'shana tova

leaving tomorrow to a secret space in a big open field

can you tell the difference between a sunset and a sunrise in a photograph?

can you see the repairs in the sky?

can you see the repairs in the sky?

Do You Want To Know Us?

Do You Want To Know Us?

group show by Jazmin Venus Soto

I will be in a showing MAY 22 and selling my zine

"Things I left at home that I needed today"

There is also an artist panel speaking at 66 W 12th St on the 4th Floor

the speakers are:::

Aurel Schmidt
Asher Penn
Ann Messner
Elizabeth DeMarray

The panel starts @ 6:30. the room isn't super huge, so you probably should RSVP to doyouwant.toknowus @ gmail.com

Other cool people showing work:

Ryan Naideau

Cammisa Forrest
Jazmin Venus Soto

Monica Uszerowicz

Sarah Castronovo

Xavier Veal/Gregg Cook

Horatio Baltz

Leah Meltzer
Ryan Whittier Hale
Jesse Hlebo

also gonna be there with stuff:

Gina Murdock

Geoff Kim

Maya Barrera Loeb
Emma Choy Brown
Naima Woods
Reni Washere
Paige Lipari

bits and pieces from "Things I left at home that I needed today"

neely

Romantic love was invented to manipulate women -Jenny Holzer

Is this true?

No.

My brain is flaking.

My body is sore like I went running; I definitely did not. Instead of going Upstate, I found another way not to. I think it had to do with the rain.

I did buy heavy bags of potting soil at Home Depot and dragged it all back home. I saw some guy with dreadlocks that touched the cement floor when I was buying a handsaw. I wish I could have remembered his name, or at least something else about him besides his hair, from when we worked together at the library. So we just kind of nodded when we saw eachother.

I am almost embarrassed, but not

by this-

I was in my bed: in front of a 10-ft window with no curtain, and I watched 'We Are Wizards' on Hulu. The entire thing. It is a few years old and all about 'wizard rock', bands with HP themes. Harry and the Potters, Draco and the Malfoys, the Whomping Willow, etc. All their fans are 7-year-olds or young and greasy girls, which is kind of amazing. To be musician with a predefined shelf-life like that. Like an open jar of mayonnaise.

But Brad Neely was also in the movie. He said lots of funny things and was proud (and probably lying) when he said he had never read the books. Neely said he liked the movies a lot, mostly HP no. 2. He rescripted the movies and made 'adult audio tracks' to play against the muted movie if you time it just right.

I still havn't seen these- maybe one day soon, maybe the next time it rains.

Before you watch that, you should read this. I used my incredible skills honed from writing out Stephen Malkmus and Mike Watt transcriptions for VBS to capture this glory:

"Dear Diary,

Sometimes I think that this planet is owned by devils,

Sometimes I feel like my friends don't even know who I am

And my family belongs to some other me.

Sometimes, I need to be one with nature,

I want to frolic with the polycorns

and run amongst the braintrees, in the brain forest.

So I go to the city park by the lake.

Walking potion: 10 parts sugar, 90 parts whiskey.

If it's cold out, I take a bag of chowder,

And in the summer, I take a bag of banana chowder.

Once there, I look for the dream girls,

And I see the day-mares

And the talking shadows, bonding over disgusting things.

I see the perfects, and the lay-downs, and the hunched-ups.

I watch the followers looking for punch meat (?) ,

And I notice the pansexuals, wiggling down the lane,

with their shades on.

Sometimes, if I'm fast enough, I catch a glimpse of the brainfucker,

Just fuckin the shit out of everyone- and we don't even know it.

But mostly, I look for the dream girls,

You know, if you try sometimes,

You just might find, get what you want.

I have a big coat, with big pockets.

Sometimes, kittens get in there,

It's cool with my as long as they keep their hooksocks curled.

I look for wizard turds in the forest because I was once told they could be rolled into gold.

Sometimes I go to the lake and sing songs to the lake about the lake,

Once, a goose clapped.

Today on the road I saw something important,

I like to think they died while hugging, and that a person hadn't arranged them afterwards.

I found a soft tree and leaned up there, until the stars put on their make up.

I calmed down and focused my Chi, it's good to have a Chi hammer on the ready.

Then, I saw a second important thing that night, hmm.

You know, I felt pretty wise.

Shit matters, even if you can't figure it out,

Even if we are ruled by devils,

Even if my days don't mean anything.

I just hope that I die while hugging

And not while in a wine drinking contest."

singing islands

What is a singing island?

A name taken mostly from Phil Elverum's (The Microphones) Song Islands album.

It is also a piece of a Korewori proverb I read in my favorite section of the Metropolitan Museum of Art. The New Galleries for Oceanic Art is behind Egypt, and also faces Central Park. It is filled with wooden canoes, shields, and statues of primordial ancestors from Polynesia, Micronesia, and Papua New Guinea. All of the bodies of the statues are tall and thin, filled with holes, and covered with mythological animals and painted abstract designs. I am going to try and go back this week and find the quote I read about the 'songs of the islands' and take pictures of the ceiling. The center of the ceiling is covered with a tide of wooden panels that were once part of a ceremonial house.



Title Canoe Prow
Date 19th–early 20th century
Culture/Style Middle Sepik, Iatmul
Geography Papua New Guinea, Middle Sepik River
Medium Wood, cowrie shells
Dimensions L: 71 1/2 in. (181.6 cm)
Credit Line The Michael C. Rockefeller Memorial Collection, Purchase, Nelson A. Rockefeller Gift, 1955
Accession Number 1978.412.705

"Crocodiles play a central role in the art and culture of the Iatmul people. According to one Iatmul creation account, an ancestral crocodile was responsible for forming the land. In the beginning, the earth was covered by a primordial ocean, into whose depths the crocodile dived. Reaching the bottom, it brought up on its back a load of mud, which became an island when it surfaced. From that island, the land grew and hardened, but it continues to rest on the back of the ancestral crocodile, which occasionally moves, causing earthquakes. Both now and in the past, the prows of most sizeable canoes are carved, as here, in the form of a crocodile. The scale of the present work indicates that it probably adorned a large war canoe, capable of holding from fifteen to twentyfive men. These large canoes, hollowed from a single massive log, were also used for trading and fishing expeditions. Although canoes are no longer used in warfare, contemporary Iatmul carvers continue to make large examples for use in trade and general transportation."



It could also be a moment like lighting a cigarette from a stove burner while it is still in your mouth and simultaneously catching your hair on fire and then laughing about it with your neighbor who did the same thing.




Now you're gone, I won't fall, fall in the fire
Oh no, I am lacking, I want what I see

nypd

who are the police?

cops banging on my window woke me up at 6.04am this morning.
looking for a fugitive.
they didn't leave a card or anything so i called 911.
and then 311/ the 81st precinct

and i know that they probably weren't cops at all and i know you can buy fake badges at pawn shops.

fuckin busy

sorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrry world, ive been fuckin busy.

i just finished up in new orleans. why are americorps people are so much cooler and more attractive when you don't have to work with them anymore? ill post bahama and new orleans pictures as soon as i get around to it.

also, who is maggie lee and how does she know all my friends?

INTRUDER ALERT

what passes for urgency?

My mom called me today to tell me what a good day she was having. Partly what did it was getting these flyers in the mailbox.

Then she e-mailed me these scans and we had a laugh about the misspelled words and emphasis of 'our basement!!!'

follow me?

under any other circumstances i would clearly be against following- but become a follower? please. really? yes. yes. ok, cool.

i have an ally

i have an ally. and lots of bullshit i write down when other people are talking:

not writing, but typing.
rats in front of the school, crawling across the sidewalks.
inflation, dream confusion. cosmic jumping. planet hopping.
heliotropic optimism.
SOPORific.

leisure time. the ladder of beauty. what is justice?
Do you want my justice?

One of my favorite things ever: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/D%C3%BCrer's_Rhinoceros






ideas for next photo assignment. I want it to look like the camera is being pulled to a subject by a string.
ROPES, stairwells, scaffolding, smoke bombs, balloons, the color red

stumbles VIII

"The white on water as a wave breaks, blown by wind. A woman lying n her couch with wet hair, holding the hand of a man she will never see again." -Einstein's Dreams

COLD SPRING 2007
am I destined to never have sex in a car again?

stumbles VI

MAYBE MARCH 2007

things I would like to know:
is it safe to use Neosporin as lip balm?

to feel like a american orphan adopted by Chinese parents


I am young and out for glory
Deb Scott is alive


mid-cartwheel,

something exploded or shook lose inside my head
I don’t like seeing all of these colors and shapes, shadows and lines I should not see
maybe I do, and its just that I wish there was someone,
worse.

standard german

german rambles loudly through the walls.

what is obsession? why do some people become fascinated or obsessed with any other?

----

it could just be this exact moment. but i want

(im listning to ween right now)

when we are together ,i want really get (on)you, i want to really dig you. and only based on that i want to fuck you. on the down. you know, the (heavy) breathing. what other music should be playing?

it dont matter.

drunk

my life is going on well.

im going to try and get some developed today. maybe right now. a run to the art supply shop anyways. i wish i didnt have to change clothes. the air smells so good. there is sea air, a little smoke and fire, and it hurts going down, just a little. nose hairs stiffen and my pipes freeze dry a bit.




im also starting a list of topics to later investigate:

1) couch surfing catastrophes. (murders, killings, things etc)
2) american car culture. people living in their cars, high schoolers and their best car memories, etc.
3) what is so attractive about mccully culkin?
4) what happens to things that get stuck under your skin, literally. like if you stab yourself with a pencil, and the lead breaks off and gets stuck underneath. or splinters that grow over, and literally become a part of your body makeup. is this unhealthy? im asking cause i think i had some broken glass in my boot yesterday, and i coudnt find anything to take out.


i think i caught athlete's foot this summer when i was in israel. i want to go back there. i think i liked it enough to need to go back. the country- not the athlete's foot

me and lonesome 6 hour atlanta-florida roadtrips to see my grandmother and annie and aligators.

again

i am moving to amsterdam
with much anxiety, but mostly about the weather
but today seems like a good one to walk around in the rain

be better about mailing letters. spend the rest of the day writing letters, and attempting to purge my computer of other (unnecessary) forms of communicado
how does someone go about becoming more invisible?

certainly not like this