Monday, November 30, 2009

four-hour sculpture

Bird Flu
glass, wood, metal, paint, skinned and preserved bird skull
15 x 5 x 5 inches

Questions for the first week of December:
(Questions only I can answer)

Do I need to make my own alchemy how-to book?
What do I hope to learn from it?
Do I need to make a hypnosis machine?
How do I derive auras?
Turn moss into gold?
Take studio shavings and turn them into money?
Suck objects through a tube?
Make more days in the week so I could actually get get something done?

All thanks to Charlotte for not giving up on my exhausted brain.


a criminal broke into my studio and left me this.
memo to self. don't improve security.

Saturday, November 28, 2009


people keep asking me what i want for my birthday. i am getting kind of old, so it feels a bit ridiculous, but here are some ideas that seemed appropriate:

1. a burger king crown and a new set of teeth
2. a dance party and the ability to fly

3. the perfect health of brother handy

4. a good day in the studio (because something is better than nothing)

5. the perfect health of the lovely gray
7. a hot cup of coffee in bed...oh, wait, just got that.

8. my serious darling
, who makes the coffee, and takes me to late-night zombie flicks

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Customizing Project

I've been meaning to change it for months.

I don't know if it really makes a difference. It's kind of funny that it took this long to get a black piece of paper and white pen, and a scanner, and me all in the same room. How satisfying, though, to sit at the newly cleaned kitchen table and write this page out. Also, I found the ball point pen on the ground on the way to school the other day...seemed like kizmet.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009


I met with the TONY critic again this week in class, and he in fact (true to his word) had already forgotten our momentous studio visit. Cracking and all. Weird.

In other news, Halloween was the same as usual...making the costumes was the best part.

here's gt and me, photos courtesy of Mr. Michael Bizon.



Monday, November 2, 2009

and then they all cracked

Last Monday was the first sunny day in a week. I had a really gorgeous pinhole camera projecting in my studio. It was set up on full wall-sized window in studio, and I had just gotten it right while having studio visit with the critic from Time Out New York. The visit was going miraculously well, when we began to hear a series of long, searing snapping sounds. All the window panes, covered in blackout fabric, overheat & broke. As the critic helped me rip the blackout cover off the window, he told me that this would be the most memorable studio visit he's least for a while.

After this incident, and after this summer's live-bird-trapped-mysteriously-in-the-fusebox incident in my studio in Italy, It was gently suggested to me by my friends that I discontinue my work with magic and alchemy. An incompetent alchemist, that's me. I refused but had only broken windows and no mid-term work to show for myself. The only record I had of this project so far were the drawings I projected as placeholders with my little old Tracer Jr.