Thursday, October 30, 2008

various, seperate, and numbered

1.

She seldom stops scanning 

Walking past a fir

I hear her say

“Smells like Turpentine”.

 

2.

I tip the glass of apple cider and finish it off

And the sediment streams down to my mouth

Looking like the long trunk of a pine

 

3.

Sundials are ubiquitous.

A perspectival perch gives one

A sound view of diurnal

Near and farness.

 

4.

I follow the traces of your breath, closely

Rendering you as every moment’s memory

From where did we each come?

Attatchment.

 

 

I think about the mountain


Everything was on sale.

The Antique shop

Was to close on Friday.

Dividing upon entrance, we sifted through the debris

Myriad of minute gestures

Small stones left behind on someone else’s shelves.

A noise of silenced memories.

 

I believe I got a bargain on the handmade book crafted

From printer paper and wallpaper,

A boy with a feather in his hat cut out and pasted on the cover.

The other book with illustrations of plants

prefaced with a quotation:

“Do you not think that all life comes from the mountain?”




Thursday, October 16, 2008

Craiglist bARTer project

Cheesy name, but a working name.

Back in April I bartered a watercolor portrait of a guy who wanted to replace Cosmos Kramer's image for his, in a poster. I bartered this portrait for an orange weed-wacker so I could straighten up my back yard before moving. This transaction would instate the first of a series of the Craigslist Barter Project.

Currently, I am working out the next dealing in the series. So far it looks like I will be drawing a picture for a tattoo in trade for four wooden pallets to build a compost pile in the back yard with.

I'm not sure how I want to exhibit this series. I'm picturing an installation of sorts, with the various objects displayed around the space alongside adjoining documentation of the process, and evidence of the already absent art that was bartered. Perhaps I could get in touch with the people I worked with and see if they would send up the work for the show, but somehow, I think that the "arts" absence is more powerful. . .

I am thinkiing about creating a new blog site for this project only, to track the process of comings and goings. This should be fun.