Sunday, April 25, 2010

Thank you Cyrilla


For bringing this poem to my attention. A few weeks ago our class came to my studio for a visit. One of my paintings made her think of Frank O'Hara's short book of poetry: Lunch Poems. I had this book, so I went home and read a few selections over my lunch break.
I did not, however, read this poem which Cyrilla read in our class a few weeks later in reference to my work. This was a special gift.

Song

Is it dirty
does it look dirty
that's what you think of in the city

does it just seem dirty
that's what you think of in the city
you don't refuse to breathe do you

someone comes along with a very bad character
he seems attractive, is he really. yes. very
he's attractive as his character is bad. is it. yes

that's what you think of in the city
run your finger along your no-moss mind
that's not a thought that's soot

and you take a lot of dirt off someone
is the character less bad. no. it improves constantly
you don't refuse to breathe do you

--Frank O' Hara 1959

Saturday, April 24, 2010

Right on Dave Hickey...

"Beyond the hegemony of corporate and institutional consensus, however, beyond the purview of uncannily lifelike blockbusters like Jurassic Park and the Whitney Biennial, everything that grows in the domain of culture, that acquires constituencies and enters the realm of public esteem, does so through the accumulation of participatory investment by people who show up. No painting is ever sold nor essay written nor band booked nor exhibition scheduled that is not the consequence of previous social interaction, of gossip, body language, fashion dish, and telephone chatter--nothing transpires that does not float upon the ephemeral substrata of "word of mouth"--on the validation of schmooze."

--Dave Hickey
"Romancing the Looky-Loos" from AIR GUITAR


Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Time Bomb

come with us/no thanks.


desire vs. safety


desire


documentary


fleeing the fire


water and air


hot mess


longing


marching from one uncertainty to another


superstar


the casualties of fucking and fighting


rockets red glare



vanishing bride



time marches along.



Icing


Girly, girly, girly, girl.
Pink Fang.
Slit.
Slut.
Cunt.
Get over it.
Lover Anyway.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

My Favorite Things


Thesis show at Pratt Institute May 10-14. Opening Reception Monday May 10th from 5-9