Note on Commenting

To do so on my new blog you just have to hit 'permalink' and type in the disqus commenting box.

It's kind of finnicky. But it'll do.

Moving House

Blogger has been lovely and I have been a devoted user for some time. But, it's time to start anew. Early spring cleaning.

From now on I will be posting on a new tumblr - Flint & Tinder. The only reason I haven't switched before is because of the lack of commenting - but I think I've figured out a way to do that (maybe, has kinks, workin on it.) and I've also imported all my old blog posts over there. It's just an easier, clean platform to use.

Please change your RSS feeds as necessary <3.

Goodbye blogger, you've been awesome. Stay golden.

(in with the new)

Yang Yongliang

"Cigarette Ash" by Yang Yongliang

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Birthday #23

Much love to my friend and amazing illustrator Bryce Wilner. Best birthday present ever darlin'.

opaque, so much black asphalt.

"This is it, I think, this is it, right now, the present, this empty gas station, here, this western wind, this tang of coffee on the tongue, and I am petting the puppy, I am watching the mountain. And the second I verbalize this awareness in my brain, I cease to see the mountain or feel the puppy. I am opaque, so much black asphalt. But at the same second, the second I know I've lost it, I also realize that the puppy is still squirming on his back under my hand. Nothing has changed for him. He draws his legs down to stretch the skin taut so he feels every fingertip's stroke along his furred and arching side, his flank, his flung-back throat.
I sip my coffee. I look at the mountain, which is still doing its tricks, as you look at a still-beautiful face belonging to a person who was once your lover in another country years ago: with fond nostalgia, and recognition, but no real feeling save a secret astonishment that you are now strangers. Thanks. For the memories. It is ironic that the one thing that all religions recognize as separating us from our creator--our very self-consciousness--is also the one thing that divides us from our fellow creatures. It was a bitter birthday present from evolution, cutting us off at both ends. I get in the car and drive home."
— Annie Dillard, Pilgrim at Tinker Creek

PS.Something

Nikki S. Lee

"After observing particular subcultures and ethnic groups, Nikki S. Lee adopts their general style and attitude through dress, gesture, and posture, and then approaches the group in her new guise. She introduces herself as an artist (though not everyone believes her or takes it seriously), and then spends several weeks participating in the group’s routine activities and social events while a friend or member of the group photographs her with an ordinary automatic “snapshot” camera. Lee maintains control of the final image, however, insofar as she chooses when to ask for a picture and edits what photographs will eventually be displayed.

From schoolgirl to senior citizen, punk to yuppie, rural white American to urban Hispanic, Lee’s personas traverse age, lifestyle, and culture. Part sociologist and part performance artist, Lee infiltrates these groups so convincingly that in individual photographs it is difficult to distinguish her from the crowd. However, when photographs from the projects are grouped together, it is Lee’s own Korean ethnicity, drawn like a thread through each scenario, which reveals her subtle ruse."

more here. It would be so demanding to really integrate yourself into a culture, to work to gain acceptance and to be a part of that fully (she would stay as long as it took to be 'accepted', sometimes taking months to do). I imagine you would gain an incredible amount of empathy and understanding along the way.


(above are from The Hispanic Project, The Hip Hop Project, The Lesbian Project, The Yuppie Project)

Still Breathing

Ode to the tape player beside my bed that I always listen to when going to sleep. It's old and dusty but pressing those huge buttons still feels so damn good.

Condensation

First snow today in NY. A beautiful reminder at how under-prepared I am for the cold.

This is my friend Sam at the Brooklyn Comic & Graphics Fair. Check out his awesome design & illustration work on his blog.