Friday, December 7

Trying to find the answers...

Sometimes I need to remind myself how to draw (and what I need to do, and how to draw noodle people, and what art is):




I wish I could make a quilt out of these UP photos I took:

Tuesday, December 4

No, Silly

"Dear K,
This is a Romantic Letter.
Andy"


He thinks he is so funny.

Friday, November 30

Thursday, November 29

Hamburger Vending Machine!


Location: Amsterdam 340 hours ago

Sunday, November 4

Thursday August 16


Andy, Kevin, Nick

Thursday, November 1

Dad movie review #1

Subject: btw
Message:
forgot to mention
saw Darjeelin Limited on Sun.
absolutely charming
you'll love it; we did.
many memorable moments, much hidden/obvious meaning.

Tuesday, October 30

Monday, October 29

too sore to sleep

darling,


there are no words
other than blowing you a kiss
out the top bus window


there are no tears this time
because you look
so handsome in that hat

Thursday, October 18

Saturday, October 13

Tuesday, October 2

A Recipe for Romance

i'm looking at the leaves
and
thinking about where
we
were one year before.

a recipe for romance.
tummy,
will you come home
soon
i hope you are prepared
for
this, 2 weeks and 4 days,

i'm smelling the air
and
thinking about
either
starting a fire
or
building something significant.

2 weeks and 3 days
2 weeks and 2 days
2 weeks and 1 day
2 weeks
1 week and 6 days
1 week and 5 days
1 week and 4 days
1 week and 3 days
1 week and 2 days
1 week and 1 day
1 week
6 days
5 days
4 days
3 days
2 days

Tuesday, September 18

dots

from Hillerup to Hillerod
A 50 Red Light Blockade
___________________________________________________
Distance evenly Divided

only Time remains untamed
Landmark Logos
hanging in the sky
the new new New country side
_______________________
distance has been digitized

Desire to put in your eye
these old tracks
this old voice - awake every 5
will this woman never die

Monday, September 17

Instant Art Critique Phrase Generator

Funny joke (or is it?) from my first day of art writing class:

Saturday, September 1

November 19, 2005

I can
smell
the fucking
stench
of alchohol.
And I can only think
of the dented couch,
and the vegetable drawer,
and driving fast
in that little car
that was full of crumbs
from my breakfast,
Looking at trees
and only seeing monsters.

Thursday, August 30

Sunday, August 26

thought about love

thought about love
thought about love
jane austen & mother


thought about love
stepmother & father
sister & two others

thought about love
inlaws & grandparents
aunt & grandmother
friend & danish princess
italian & queen

thought
about
love

love, love

good friends I know
& I
think about love

Sunday, August 5

Thursday, July 26

Saturday, July 14

VTech & Dreams about Celebrities


People look for signs. Astronomers
of the city lights. Destiny is easier
than desire. Throwing themselves freely upon the
Grid of the civilized. Lost within the
Net. A sea of numbers ebbs, and they
too become. Numb to the geometries, a numb-er
among numbers. Is this where the lover
lies my brother number.

2001 Newspaper

Lobby-1

The dogs run the dogs and the
Sheep run away
People Talk A lot
People Talk A lot
What do they say
Where do they go

I can't remember anything today

People don't know how to talk to each other
Talk about the Weather
I don't know what you say
Waste my Time
Waste my Time
You're not funny - You're not on TV
What issues - What issues
I want money
What's the weather like today

Saturday, April 28

citrus

tangerine fingers
smells like clementines
smells like christmas

Sunday Night

(constraints: no "o", no "r")

setting wake
all night thinking
it is the last day left
seeing the sun set
eating the last bits
left behind, anxiety
due, due, due, I had quite a Sunday Night
Sunday Night, all nights

4.10.07

sketchbook snippets

looming lonely cat stretches


COMPUTERS:
ONE MISTAKE
COULD BE
YOUR LIFE!!!


coin-operated shakespeare


DEHYDRATED
woke up dreaming
about drinking water
with a dry mouth
and an empty
dizzy head
it is not trustworthy
and keeps turning off.
and makes me scared


grey hairs
& breast lumps:
the passing of time


I'd like to write for 30 minutes a day
on a fixed income on the Paris streets


Brush Up Your Shakespeare Baby


ALLERGENS: I used to think (when I was little) that "I'm allergic to..." meant "I don't like..."


ch ch ch ch ch ch ch ss ss ch ch ss ss
GO TRAINGOGOTTAGETBACKGET WORK DONE


-NUMBERS
magic numbers
-CRUTCHES
awful crutches
-SWEATERS
static sweaters

4.22.07

The sky map sleeps soundly
under my bed
the stars sing softly
to love so far away
waiting to eat peppers with you
and sing to one of our own, asleep
no more maps with two points
on either end
no constant destination
but where we are
and maybe a little sky exploration
for our tiny traveler, little cub.

i know where your telephone is

it's in your house. the guy that found it in ctp called me and i told him where you live and he put it in your house.