AutoCAD Video

A Good Day.......

Larry says it looks like a Turkish whorehouse......

& Zoe is embarrassed that her friends might see it, but I'm loving it. Seems like the older I get the more I want things not to match; eclectic........bohemian......imperfect. I know, you're probably just struck by how incredibly tacky it is, which is what I love about it (well, that and it's silky coolness against my hot flashy skin). Anyways, in case you were wondering what drove me to such bad taste, here's the story: Several years ago I spent 3 months (yes THREE whole months of my life) making a quilt for our bed which Mattie chewed through in a matter of days. Which I patched, while she chewed, ad infinitum until we found ourselves sleeping under little more then a holey rag. I won't be doing that again as long as she lives her orally insecure existence so I went to town, checkbook in hand, and this beauty is what I came home with. Now Mattie can chew to her heart's content and all I'm out is 38 bucks and Larry's fantasy of life in a bordello!

a poem came to me in the shower this morning fading before I could rinse the soap from my hair......

blogging is my diversionary tactic, a charade, evidence (or the illusion) of my existence, as if I were, or am. please, be still. don’t change a hair on your head. don’t move. breathe softly lest you disrupt the fragile semblance of the person that I am. like shards placed side by side, do not disturb me or I shall forget what goes where. and please, don’t die, or comment. this just is. no blame, no cause, a temporal state of being too close to the edge. i fear even the breath of children, their soft exhalations scattering my hold upon reality. i see feathers lifted in all directions by the wind, neutrinos passing through my skin (i am a veil), the sun’s warmth quietly evaporating.........everything.

a poem came to me in the shower this morning fading before I could rinse the soap from my hair......

blogging is my diversionary tactic, a charade, evidence (or the illusion) of my existence, as if I were, or am. please, be still. don’t change a hair on your head. don’t move. breathe softly lest you disrupt the fragile semblance of the person that I am. like shards placed side by side, do not disturb me or I shall forget what goes where. and please, don’t die, or comment. this just is. no blame, no cause, a temporal state of being too close to the edge. i fear even the breath of children, their soft exhalations scattering my hold upon reality. i see feathers lifted in all directions by the wind, neutrinos passing through my skin (i am a veil), the sun’s warmth quietly evaporating.........everything.

Hope you are all keeping warm and having a great day!
:)

Zoe Took This One....

Postcards From The Edge 2009.....Links to Images

To see images of last weekend's Post Cards From The Edge exhibition click here or here.

Studying Osmosis.......

still waiting for my book to come.........

Pretty Cool.............

WARNING: Shameless Name Dropping Ahead!

Zoe got this email today:

Postcards From the Edge benefiting Visual AIDS
Metro Pictures
519 West 24th Street, NYC
Saturday January 10, 11:00 AM - 7:00 PM
$5 suggested admission

The annual display and sale of postcard-size artworks donated from 1600+ artists

Donating artists include:

Zoe Sullenger, Alfredo Jaar, Cindy Sherman, RossBleckner, Kara Walker, Jeff Koons, Robert Longo, John Waters, CatherineOpie, Glenn Ligon, Tony Feher, Ann Hamilton, Kiki Smith, Nayland Blake, FredWilson, Mary Heilmann, David Armstrong, Carrie Mae Weems, Barton LidiceBenes, Adam Fuss, Jane Hammond, McDermott & McGough, Vito Acconci, John Baldessari, Louise Lawler, Marcel Dzama, Patty Chang, Paul Pfeiffer, T.J. Wilcox, Marilyn Minter, Kate Shepherd, Arturo Herrera, Julie Mehretu, Emily Jacir, Jack Pierson, Barry McGee, Slava Mogutin, Rirkrit Tiravanija, Lawrence Weiner, Annie Sprinkle,
William Wegman, Yoko Ono,
and many, many more.
A list of all donating artists will be distributed at the Benefit Sale.

I'm Done for the Year.....

If I accomplish nothing else in 2009 I want it recorded that I did manage to put a tension rod in Zoe's room enabling me to hang her clothes! I know it only took me 3 years, but when we first moved her bedroom to the office/library I wasn't sure she'd stay there so I didn't want to remove any shelves from the built ins. Now approximately 1000 days later I've thrown caution to the wind and carefully removed 2 shelves (for later reinstall) and have hung her clothes up. The new year is looking very promising, I may even get the kitchen organized before its over! :)

Today

Today's quote from Zoe: "Oh waah.......put on your big girl pants and get over it."