I said this a while back back but I’ll have a (very) small exhibit of photos up at SIP (998 Amsterdam at 110th St, NYC) starting around July 2 for the month with an opening reception on July 7. Expect surprises but no dick shots of course.
New Boss Same as the Old Boss
The reasons to keep the Obama stooge in the White House as opposed to any GOP stooge continue to shrink. While the increasingly hazy reasons to do so might get me to the polls (slightly better environmental policy and a slightly less corporate Supreme Court?), these Stasi thugs aren’t getting my donations this time.
Don’t Step on My Friend’s Ferns
Not sure why people would want to.
Chairs
Traded so many mom jokes tonight. Eck. I’m just working through what I’m going to show.
Brainwashed
It’s the difference between world peace and sticking your head in the sand.
Buggin Out
Still waiting for those frames.
More Seething Lightbulbs
A little girl cried for the first time in years which is both grandeur and pathetic in this crappy media world.
Memories Light the Corners
Half the time I’m half the time.
Sheets of Grass
This is not exactly a Walt Whitman poem but a testament to found photographs. So it’s my birthday. I totally cussed out my family for reasons that were reasonable and unreasonable, mostly the latter. I feel bad. Nothing that I talked about is really their fault but I needed to cuss my head off and they deserve credit for throwing it back at me and not ignoring me and I’m making an apology.
Spoonerisms
I will be posting a lot of photos — some old and random — to build up some random hype for my show in July at SIP Lounge!
Someday
I’ll have a camera that doesn’t let me down.
St. Mark’s Church
I posted this before somewhere. Cobblestones. Saw some crappy poetry readings here and a typical Richard Foreman play. It’s still mostly a church but they tried for a bit. Old timers will tell you about Patti Smith, Philip Glass Ensemble, etc.