6.05.2008

Heartburn and Heartache.

Ug.  No matter what those little unsalted green/brown/magenta nuggets of goodness whisper to you, pistachios won't help your heart burn.

I felt the need to share this.  I am still not sure what I think if the election this year.  I question anyone who says they do.  I've just been a little despondent since Edwards dropped.  Regardless, I will probably be a vote for Obama or not vote at all.  Still depends.


Spooky, in't it?
I will be so pissed at America if you do it again. Seriously, I won't even invite you to my birthday parties, and at our thirty year reunion when people ask, "Hey, whatever happened to America?" I will just scowl and get all slitty-eyed and make a face that lets them know I DON'T want to talk about you.

6.04.2008

The Eye to London

So AM New York offered me an illuminating article this morning about the "Telectroscope" at the foot of the Brooklyn anchorage for the bridge by the same name.    The back story was delightful, as were the three images included in the short piece.  But what has captured me the most in this fine example of journalistic prowess is the new addition to my vocabulary it has afforded.  "...a 3,000-mile tunnel lined with mirrors, creates this jaw dropping artistic example of 'steampunk' (a term used to describe a fusion of Victorian style and futuristic technology)."  While I feel like I must have heard the term before, I think it is fair to say, and if you know me at all, you will agree, that this word will soon become a favorite in my lexicon.
Sometimes you can't help but love it when the media openly embraces a lie.  I can't find the specific article online, but here's a little more information.

Top Five "steampunk" related items:

1. The City of Lost Children directed by Jean-Pierre Jeunet
2. Brave New World by Aldous Huxley
5. Stardust by Neil Gaiman



6.03.2008

Audio Learner+Visual Learner does not= AV Learner

So I have been working at this real estate group for 6 weeks now.  Here's my main problem.  Relational being that I am I am going nuts that everyone I meet here has a duel personality.  It is not through any fault of their own.  
It's just as if I have met twice the people.  The phone voices, and the suited faces.  Spare a handful of people who walk up to the front and TALK to me once in a while, I see and smile at people when they come in and out, even carrying on a friendly banter with some of them, but the minute I buzz their desk, who knows which one is which.
I wonder if this situation has any commonalities with phone sex?

5.22.2008

I rock at rocks.

This is my recent attempt at being hip with culture.  Welcome to the world little Potato Sankara Stone!

Thank you Jackson!

5.21.2008

Rocker or Posers? CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE!

Upcoming show:



Brooklyn Artists Gym presents
Rockers & Posers
BAG Gallery
May 22 - June 5
Opening Reception: May 31, 6:00-9:00pm

The Rockers & Posers show features contemporary artists focusing their talent on portraits. Media represented in this group show include video, photography, illustration, painting, sculpture, ceramics, printmaking and alternative media.

Brooklyn Artists Gym
168 7th Street, 3rd floor
(between 2nd and 3rd Avenue)
F to 4th Avenue, or the R to the 9th Street
718.858.9069
Brooklyn, NY 11215

http://www.brooklynartistsgym.com/showRockersPosers2008.html



And just for those keeping track, here is a list of things I currently want but cannot have: sewing machine, mac mighty mouse, dark crystal dvd, pastries, my momma, summer haircut I love, kitchenaid mixer, more books, someone to mount my photos for me, time to bike, outdoor sleeping space, and antique music box.

Check back later.

5.13.2008

black day


Rauschenberg is dead. I don't know quite what to do with myself. I am sad.

4.30.2008

Slightly Hypocritical Thought’s On Blogging, and Why Were Are the Most Fearful and Vulnerable Generation Yet

This entry will be titiled:

"Slightly Hypocritical Thought’s On Blogging, and Why Were Are the Most Fearful and Vulnerable Generation Yet." 

or

"When You Drive Alone, You Drive With Ghosty Hitler"

In modern times with digital pictures, audio recording, and other tools to document every little aspect of life (perhaps even blogging), our identity has become closely linked with how well we can document it.  Modern thought has its influence on this: if you can’t prove it with a picture, you are apt to be doubted in your claim of catching anything bigger than a 5 lb fish.  But I believe over-documentation, and the world of empirical proof have fostered a fear of forgetting.  If we cannot produce the physical, literal evidence of our being somewhere, what’s to say we ever went?  Technology, combined with the move from modern thought to postmodern thought has resulted in our fear of forgetting, or worse, being forgotten.

This fear extends into public art and policy.  The general populations compulsion to memorialize anyone and erect monuments to everything come from a deep-seated belief that if they do not force people to remember, not one will.  Particularly surrounding the war and our contemporary climate of terror, “Never Forget”, and “Remember the Sacrifice” seem to have replaced, “Loose Lips Sink Ships” “Food Is a Weapon, Don’t Waste It.”  Instead of advice on how to do our part in the fight we are all fighting, contemporary slogans try and remind (or convince) is why we are fighting.

To be fair, I recall “Remember the Alamo,” but not what I am supposed to remember about it.

I’m not sure what this fear and compulsion say about us as an American people, but I’m saddened that we are afraid of our failing memories, and the inability to transmit real love and respect through oral tradition.  Think back to all the sci-fi movies that warn about trusting too much knowledge that otherwise would be in our brains, to outside sources.  Or even teen novel The Giver.  Let’s not get lazy people.  Remember “You Can’t Beat the Axis if You’ve Got VD.”



PS: I got into a group show at the Brooklyn Artist Gym called "Rockers and Posers". Sounds fun, right? Go me! More information to come. And yes, I am aware that I didn't post anything on here about the last show at NYCAMS," Who Lost This Piece of Paper?" Images forthcoming. Promise.