seriously i was just reading that DH Lawrence book because i hate his writing and i think and i have been liking my books too much lately
the travel thing was totally my fault
and it worked out fine in the end and a magic cheap ticket appeared out of nowhere
like this pizza last night
patrick lets himself eat cheese when he goes to europe because often we are in coutries where he would starve on paltry insalata mistas if he didnt add some fromage
but in anticipation of our journey he has prematurely turned into cheese mits and his veganation is out the window!
pat and i are going home to DC for my grandma’s funeral tomorrow night
i was going to post some photos of her and talk about her but it doenst feel right
maybe later. i was really close with her growing up; she lived wtih us and my parents were always at work
i didnt talk to her much once i went to college and the couple years following that when i was a fucked up beast girl
and now that i am on my own feet nicely she is gone. i wish patrick could have known her before she started losing her memory and awareness because she was pugnacious and had great curse words.
im reading Women in Love its such a peculiar book. i want to make a video triptych of it how gay is that
where has may gone?
tonight! Mark Flood at Zach Feuer
Let me tell you the story
Of a man named Charlie
On a tragic and fateful day
He put ten cents in his pocket,
Kissed his wife and family
Went to ride on the MTA
Charlie handed in his dime
At the Kendall Square Station
And he changed for Jamaica Plain
When he got there the conductor told him,
“One more nickel.”
Charlie could not get off that train.
Did he ever return,
No he never returned
And his fate is still unlearn’d
He may ride forever
‘neath the streets of Boston
He’s the man who never returned.
Now all night long
Charlie rides through the station
Saying, “What will become of me?How can I afford to see
My sister in Chelsea
Or my cousin in Roxbury?”
Charlie’s wife goes down
To the Scollay Square station
Every day at quarter past two
And through the open window
She hands Charlie a sandwich
As the train comes rumblin’ through.
this is going to be a random post so get used to it!
this is one of my favourite songs to sing when i was a little kidit used to drive me crrrrrazy that the stupid wife wouldnt just slip a fucking dime into the sandwich she handed the guyif she can hand him a sandwich she can hand him a stupid dime so he can get off the damn train!
see how random?koons is kinda random in and of himself
jim drain is a freak sometimes
these are photos of the PIG exhibition in Long Island City deitch
There was an old woman all skin and bones, O-o-o-o!
She lived down by the old graveyard -o-o-o!
One night she thought she’d take a walk, -o-o-o!
She walked down by the old graveyard, o-o-o!
She saw the bones a-layinâ around, O-o-o-o!
She thought sheâd sweep the old church house,
She went to the closet to get a broom, O-o-o-o!
She opened the door and BOO!
i used to really like this song too
hey! i leaned this guy’s namei also recommended him for a showhopefully he will not show up to it with that camera
you guys already know “The Cat Came Back” right?
The man around the corner swore he’d kill the cat on sight,
He loaded up his shotgun with nails and dynamite;
He waited and he waited for the cat to come around,
Ninety seven pieces of the man is all they found.
But the cat came back the very next day,
The cat came back, we thought he was a goner
But the cat came back; it just couldn’t stay away.
Away, away, yea, yea, yea
He gave it to a man going way out West,
Told him for to take it to the one he loved the best;
First the train hit the curve, then it jumped the rail,
Not a soul was left behind to tell the gruesome tale.
it’s coolwe are just singing songs todaywe can “analyse culture” tomorrowtoday is songs
these phots are cobbled together from Patrick’s and what looks like a few Stefan photos
uh oh. what are these?
i will just post teasers
and wow! is it really what it looks like?see here
these are there too i think
what else we got?oh wait this is the last one
When Louis came home to the flat,
He hung up his coat and his hat,
He gazed all around, but no wifey he found,
So he said “where can Flossie be at?”
A note on the table he spied,
He read it just once, then he cried.
It ran, “Louis dear, it’s too slow for for me here,
So I think I will go for a ride.”
“Meet me in St. Louis, Louis,
Meet me at the fair,
Don’t tell me the lights are shining
any place but there;
We will dance the Hoochee Koochee,
I will be your tootsie wootsie,
If you will meet in St. Louis, Louis,
Meet me at the fair.”
The dresses that hung in the hall,
Were gone, she had taken them all;
She took all his rings and the rest of his things;
The picture he missed from the wall.
“What! moving!” the janitor said,
“Your rent is paid three months ahead.”
“What good is the flat?” said poor Louis, “Read that.”
And the janitor smiled as he read.
this is Mogadori dont know any songs about Mogador
what other kids songs did i like
this is Teddy Loo Loo Lakis’s cool office
this is what meetings look like!
these are the faces of all the sponsors teddy is going to hook up for my show!
here is a vintage money song for us:
I’ve got ninety thousand pounds in my pyjamas,
I’ve got forty thousand french francs in my fridge.
I’ve got lots of lovely lire,
Now the Deutschemark’s getting dearer,
And my dollar bills would buy the Brooklyn Bridge.
There is nothing quite as wonderful as money,
There is nothing quite as beautiful as cash.
Some people say it’s folly,
But I’d rather have the lolly,
With money you can ma-ake a splash.
There is nothing quite wonderful as money,
patrick has lived with me for two years exactly to yesterday
we are dating
is very important when doing dating
do we trust each other enough to go bowling on a monday afternoon?
does patrick trust that i will not wear embarassing glasses?
what is nekst for us? we dont know. we really love doing dating with each other
other people like doing dating too
for our narnarversary we had special tofu scramble breakfast, looked at photos in the park, looked at dogs, (then i went to the dentist and was trumatized), went bowling, went wandering. which is when these photos are from
look how pretty the light is in these photos
these are my favourite ten seconds of every day: the sun has set but it is not quite darkling yet
it was a tit bit nipply out
the best part was the card patrick made me. i can’t show you because patrick is still
mad i foisted over that last love letter he wrote to abby’s love letter
show. but imagine someone as cute as patrick telling me sweet nice
things and why he loves me and what we do together and why we are a
daisy in the wind
daisy on pat
daisy in front of graphic background with rumpled girl
then we hung out with sean
their dad drew this this is their house
then we had the most gratifying sushi at our favourite restaurant Takahatchi
then we exchanged mushy cards
then we kissed and watched the movie about Notorious BIG
then verb conjugation!
i have OD’d on my Slang and Euphemism dictionary
i can’t believe that is a thing
last night i dropped by Leo Fitzpatrick’s closing party where HEX MESSAGE and TV BABY blasted the upstairs storefront
i missed hex message. did any one see? were they good?
then i went home to eat dinner with Pat who was huffed out or huffed up or whatever boys are calling it these days and had just gotten back from Jersey
then we went to arrow bar where stefan and blast from the past keegan mchargue were djing
i was so excited that keegans DJ name is DJ SEASHELL it makes me laugh and laugh
it is very aggressively normal
agressively normal has the same meter as DETATCHABLE PEEENIS
and that is the tune i hear that word in in my head
effects of alcohol!
dont get mad sean there is a cute picture of you further down in the post
these are poppin up
yay! more more more!
some agressivley normal left his ducky on our lobby sculpture
and i do like this tattoo i was just kidding. i just joke. i joke out of boredom.
today i got to go on a fun studio visit to Kon Trubkovich’s
this is me not spoiling his upcoming projects for Athens and London
this is me jsut taking photos of random stuff
this is me almost spoilin a new drawing! but dont worry it is behind glacine
this is me oggling something i want for NEW YORK MINUTE
this is fun because this flat front TV is like an art material not a TV. it is only used to take screen photos for paintings
this is fun because it is funny
this is fun because look how fuN!
this is a wee one so it is not much of a spoiling
kon explained that this is fun because the fan not only looks like Bruce Nauman a little but that Bruce was always famous for saying that art should be like getting hit in the face with a baseball bat
this is not funny this is serious art talk people
this is kon he is a very interesting guy
this is the installation plan we hatched for NYM
look how sophisticated art curation is folks!
got another photo of this bad boy and saw a video of its creation here
this painting is just the best thing ever
who knew spray could look this good?
now we have a short interlude of photos from Stefan Fitzgerald
he gave me a disk of amazing photos to use in the NYM book
here are some that are just the playful people photos he threw onto the disk for me too
the street photos are too good to spoil i want you all to be suprised
this is stefan
this is the best photo of sean
this is the best photo of patrick
this photo is kinda gross
dan is…touching patrick’s neck
wait speaking of which check out this link andrea just sent me LINK
this is me and my large mouth bass
this is the best photo of Ben ive seen
and roland looks pretty nice too
best picture of brian ever
this i cant resist posting because for the 7 years ive worked in Soho, this soho denizen has never been captured on “film” to my knowlege. he has been carrying his bags of newspaper clippings around Deitch for at least 7 years
more photos on Stefans blog HERE
a few announcementy things
this is TOMORROW NIGHT at the Journal in Wburg
its goign to be great
this is a piece by someone named JEE KIM that i saw on the internet and really liked. all duct tape i think
these are a fucking awesome pair of Dearraindrop paintings called Heaven and Hell from Palermo
this is an install shot of a Cadavre Equise show organized by Tessa Perutz that i am in with pat and leslie and a few others that is coming to Space 1026 soon
this is Kembra’s big DAP book launch event this Saturday!
and this is a photo from Clayton Patterson (another artist who will be featured in the NYM catalogue) of jd and the guy Billy who runs the junk shop on houston and bowery
neither of these people are aggressively normal
i’m reading this PG Wodehouse book where every charachter is described as “potty”
potty uncle fred
potty old sir roderick glossop
potty old aunt agatha
as in a little crazy
like brian’s back tattoo
i had such a relaxing weekend that i am loath to describe it or it will make my (for all intents and purposes) monday be even more grueling than it is today at the desk
im pretty excited about this new pintar
too bad i will be too exhausted to work on it until this sunday again
nights and weekends nights and weekends except i am so tired most nights, i feel so old and tired sometimes
this is us picking out posters
les poissons les poissons hee hee hee haw haw haw
i was making ceviche for the first time
because my brothero from DC was visiting and i wanted to have nice dinner outside in our nice bakyard
this is my brother with the fetching hawaiian print tee
it was very nice but the only photo i have is aurel, cold and grumpy and hungover in an art production fund towel
here’s something spotty and potty:
aurel got a big snake tattoo from Scott Campbell and it gooed all over her sheets!
that night patrick went to a fun party with girls not named kathy and played pickup things off the floor games
and aparently taking pictures that are exactly the same as the picture i took of him the day before
harumph! kathy is jealous
kathy wanted to play pickup things off the floor games
christopher garrett had to take off his skinny jeans
pat also got an ACAB tattoo at the party but kathy officially does not approve because it was a party with girls not named kathy and she feels excluded and did not get to play the fun pick up game.
plus she is the one who has to look at his dumb tattoo all the time now, especially as they are leaving for Europe soon and will be on various beaches and kissing a lot she anticipates…
ever been on a water taxi before? we hadn’t
they are pokey
this photo was almost good
this is my “artist rendering” of what i thought the photo would look like because it looked like this through the viewfinder thing
why did we risk such seasickness?
we wanted to try out the free IKEA boat to red hook and back
it was pretty fun. we bot some plant pots and a hamper
this street name is what one of the decayed british aristocrats in my PG Wodehouse book would say
Eh, Gouverneur! i am potty old Sir Roderick Glossop.
sorry if i disappoint: this blog is a shower not a grower