Friday, March 30, 2007
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
duck guts all over the floor
yes that duck got smashed (almost burned). ok, the whiskey almost promoted the entire event. But little howard, was completely torn to pieces and his stuffing all over the floor. This made for quite the pom pom's when the last band played. Later the duck was no longer a cozy bed fellow, but a soft and cozy costume. Laurie thought we could actually get away with burning it (for fabric testing purposes). The costume made it all the way home to my backyard, i had the lighter torch in hand but alas I was distracted by the shangri-las.
Thursday, March 22, 2007
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
breakfast in arizona
oh, today is so gloomy, so i feel so inspired by this breakfast i made eric kroll in arizona. what the most magical time we had. every morning was so inspiring, exciting, and i just love making breakfast. and he loved making the coffee, and making me laugh and making me mad. It's all worth it, to be in the presence of genius.
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Monday, March 19, 2007
Sunday, March 18, 2007
Friday, March 16, 2007
i have no patience and its always the last key
it was bound to happen.... i would say something drunk.
and here i am
well the first thing i realized tonight in the terror of a life i lead in the midwest...
is that:
i am not patient
or a good patient for that matter
i keep having the same dream that takes form in different circumstances but it is the same concept.
i try to transcend an in-antimate object. At first it was the corner of a folded piece of paper and lately it has been the corner of a tall room. sometimes i make it to the other side, where i am not supposed to be, and i can feel it, but i continue to explore... then i get booted out. and then i try for hours to get back in....... to this damn corner.
and i can't
what i realized tonight, on the fucking terrible dance floor of skully's, is that
while staring at the
bi0sexuals
and college nimrods
i am really trying to transcend this in-antimate life and make it something, and i
just can't (period)
today i felt so defeated,
for many reasons
which i tried to swell with alcohol....
didn't work
i guess
and here i am
well the first thing i realized tonight in the terror of a life i lead in the midwest...
is that:
i am not patient
or a good patient for that matter
i keep having the same dream that takes form in different circumstances but it is the same concept.
i try to transcend an in-antimate object. At first it was the corner of a folded piece of paper and lately it has been the corner of a tall room. sometimes i make it to the other side, where i am not supposed to be, and i can feel it, but i continue to explore... then i get booted out. and then i try for hours to get back in....... to this damn corner.
and i can't
what i realized tonight, on the fucking terrible dance floor of skully's, is that
while staring at the
bi0sexuals
and college nimrods
i am really trying to transcend this in-antimate life and make it something, and i
just can't (period)
today i felt so defeated,
for many reasons
which i tried to swell with alcohol....
didn't work
i guess
Thursday, March 15, 2007
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
Friday, March 9, 2007
Mr. Barry Monigle
This is the delightful Barry Monigle, my dear friend and super lovely artist. He drives a schoolbus and created an amazing artists co-op housing in west oakland CA. These are photos from his inspiring home and they include the very unique and special lamps he designs. Check him out: http://www.barrymonigle.com/. And the artspace: http://www.abcoartspace.com/
Wednesday, March 7, 2007
i love to dance
i love to dance so very much that i busted up this pair of shoes. I have know idea how. The one split down the middle and is covered in blood. the shoes were the most lovely sea foam, and then i took a bath with them on and the color faded away. but the blood did keep a nice stain. I don't even think i had the chance to drink champagne out of them.