we hear
6.24.2009
6.17.2009
6.11.2009
5.04.2009
5.03.2009
4.20.2009
photography prohibited
Dear PS1,
You can keep my work off of your walls, but
you will never keep me from taking photographs.
You can keep my work off of your walls, but
you will never keep me from taking photographs.
Not even in your space.
Aaron Anderson
Aaron Anderson
4.14.2009
1 oak
1 oak 2 oaks 3 oaks 4 oaks 5 oaks 6 oaks 7 oaks 8 oaks 9 oaks 10 oaks 11 oaks 12 oaks 13 oaks 14 oaks 15 oaks 16 oaks 17 oars 18 oars 19 oars 20 oars 21 oars 22 ears 23 cars 24 cars 24 cars 24 cars 24 oars 25 oars 26 ears 27 oals 28 orts 28 roks 29 jaks 29 kaks 29 oass................................................................................................................7000 oaks
4.02.2009
3.29.2009
SALAD
DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&DAYS&
3.05.2009
Home
xxxxxxxBringxxxxxxxxcan
xxxxxxxxxxxxxitxxxxxneverxxxxxburning
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxonxxxgoxxfires
There's no place like Home is where the heart is
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxthexxxxxxxwhere my thought's escaping
xxxxxxxxxKeepxxxxxxxxxxxxwhere my music's playing
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxwhere my love lies waiting silently for mexxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxwhere the wheels are turning
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxwhy I keep returning
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxwhere my world Is breaking in two
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxwith the neighbors fightingxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxalways so exciting
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxwere my parents telling the truth
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxsuch a body feeling
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxno one ever speaking
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxwith our bodies touching
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxand the cameras watching
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxwill infect whatever you do
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxcomes to life from out of the blue
Paul Simon
David Byrne
David Byrne
2.08.2009
virtuoso
I always wished that I could have been a virtuoso at something. I could always think of a good scenario that would be sure to make the evening news.
When I was young, all I wanted to do was to play the piano. I would listen and listen to Chopin and just dream. But I didn't have a piano. So I took a new black crayon and drew a complete keyboard on the kitchen table, under the ratty old table cloth. And every day after school, in those lonely hours before my mother came home, I would carefully roll back the table cloth and I would play that table. Only instead of the dull thumping of my fingers, I somehow heard Nocturne Op. 48 No. 2 in F sharp minor. And that's how I learned to play the piano; the embryo of the greatness that you see before you.
I almost felt like if I came up with a good enough story, it would just be true. The story would be enough. Like a retouched image, so beautiful that reality becomes irrelevant.
My first photograph was of Chilly Willy at Universal Studios.
When I was young, all I wanted to do was to play the piano. I would listen and listen to Chopin and just dream. But I didn't have a piano. So I took a new black crayon and drew a complete keyboard on the kitchen table, under the ratty old table cloth. And every day after school, in those lonely hours before my mother came home, I would carefully roll back the table cloth and I would play that table. Only instead of the dull thumping of my fingers, I somehow heard Nocturne Op. 48 No. 2 in F sharp minor. And that's how I learned to play the piano; the embryo of the greatness that you see before you.
I almost felt like if I came up with a good enough story, it would just be true. The story would be enough. Like a retouched image, so beautiful that reality becomes irrelevant.
My first photograph was of Chilly Willy at Universal Studios.
1.07.2009
12.19.2008
12.03.2008
Holy Travis
We
had moved past, beyond progression, and
then back again, transcending
meaning and then the meaningless to find
had moved past, beyond progression, and
then back again, transcending
meaning and then the meaningless to find
ultimate meaning sewn deeper still.
10.03.2008
8.25.2008
8.09.2008
8.06.2008
7.25.2008
7.02.2008
6.24.2008
the things that I know the most about ...the things that I know the most about are slapped faces, creamed corn, black eyes, wrenched shoulders, beaten eggs, kicked shins, scratched corneas, chopped onions, bites of all sorts, nicotine stains, sexual lubricants, knocked-out teeth, split lips, whipped cream, twisted arms, vaginal tears, deviled ham, cigarette burns, crushed pineapple, hernias, terminated pregnancies, pet stains, shredded coconut, gouged eyes, sprains, and stretch marks.
pages 264-263 of Survivor by Chuck Palahniuk
6.21.2008
5.29.2008
5.06.2008
4.21.2008
4.12.2008
3.25.2008
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