Aliens Don’t Always Wear Hats

  • Posted on 14th December 2015,
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Hatless. Two antennae poking from a gaseous head. A body of spent molecules. This being moves like a dead flower. ‘Come a little closer,’ the alien says in its voice of shattering ivory pipes.

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You take a couple steps toward the voice.… Read More

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Going Extinct Tickles

  • Posted on 5th December 2015,
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After reading this Barthes line, my imagination went nuts, splashing his words with watercolor and building the following scene:

‘Rescind yourself,’ life mandates in its soothing, raspy voice.
‘No,’ you respond, firmly.

The bottom of your feet start to tickle. You feel extinction’s eraser working softly.… Read More

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A dark and quiet place

  • Posted on 8th October 2015,
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I’ve had 7 studio spaces in my life.

1. The floor of my teenage bedroom, half-way in the closet with a shade-less lamp. I would spill paint on the carpet and cut it out with scissors (sorry mom.) I would work after everyone else went to bed, staying up through the wee hours of the morning drawing not very good surrealist pictures and pasting together maybe-pretty-dope-still collages.… Read More

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Fiber Web

  • Posted on 7th October 2015,
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The strangeness of materials, how molecules get moved around and re-stirred and stuck with other molecules to make new things that have new jobs that take up space and perform certain duties. Paper is trees and glass is sand and a human hair is stronger than steel but buildings are not made out of hair beams.… Read More

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Night night

  • Posted on 3rd September 2015,
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Night night

Got a bunch of night lights a million years ago, with the intention of making some cutwork studies. Got around to it, into the result. Layers of balsa, which is flimsy and soft and easy to cut, a xerox transfer I made in my basement in college, and some handmade paper I found in a trailer here on our land.… Read More

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The Evil Eye

  • Posted on 1st September 2015,
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Hoppin on dat eyeball train. Lanterns to protect you from the evil eye, a curse brought on you by a nasty stare from the curser. I like the spookiness of them, and that they show up in folklore all over the world.… Read More

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