St. Claude x Deslonde St. New Orleans, 2012

 

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Pahokee by Otis Ike

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LET ME BACK UP A LITTLE HERE.
Lets you take the pull down seat in the trunk section in this blue '79 Caprice Station Wagon that faces the "back" window, but since you have let me back up a little here, you'll see bumperstickers (I’D RATHER BE 300 FEET BEHIND YOU!) where it was meant to see windshields and I am stepping on it.  You find it funny and worrisome at once, for this is real rear wheel drive, and my acceleration in reverse gear gallops over the raised and bumpy railroad tracks so the Caprice goes airborne like some major motion heckova hunkova truck commercial and your pants moisten, you have suspended breath and your adrenals could sluice no better if a flaming volkswagen beetle had to be lifted to save your own little bundle of joy, for I have not turned my head to see the road in front of you; I am using the rearview mirror and this is what I meant by let me back up a little here.

Not to worry on this lightly travelled straight and mostly flat road lined with a lot of nothing but cotton fields and the occasional telephone pole should I lose control. I won't, I promise, reassuring that shy of a steep embankment, it is almost impossible to roll a Caprice Station Wagon.  I did not want to scare you so though and feel bad that your bladder has involuntered, how pale you are, so now we coast.  You take a deep breath in a relief that I appreciate as most of all it is audience that I need for this little backing up of mine.

Why don't we visit the drive-thru just like this: you go first, I'll let the electric window down and please order me a coffee along with whatever you like.
Do not try to escape or I will close the electric window on you, its one of the few things General Motors was doing right in '79 and you would be wise to take my word for the python like grip the window crank motor is capable of stopping you with - go ahead, get a Chalupa if you like and I promise to go slow while we eat. Thank you for witnessing my backing up a little here, please buckle up.

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A Study of David Beck's Book of Insects at 476% Magnification

view: Catastrophe Basketballs New Orleans

What is THIS magazine? 

For certain it is not THAT magazine: 

I thought hard about THIS and THAT 

weighing what these brands oblige editorially.  

For THAT is closer to my own nature, 

of a retro sense about things, far behind the present 
THIS magazine promises. 

How will I do THIS?  

I have no idea - 
bypassing all THAT to present currencies-in-signature scarcely supposed to be, something like THIS, 

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"The latest in blatantly proffered visual noise" circa 2002.

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Po Boy New Orleans

"Mere Nola got me. It's the first poetry book in a very long time I read cover to cover and felt bad that it didn't go on. It's a hell of a book, memoir, diary, journal, told with perfect pitch, great ear, perfect spoken Ingles. Tremendous writer, truly, master of the new Nawrleans lit, if not a chef d'ecole."
-- Andrei Codrescu

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The Journal of Public Domain

Purchase:

I Wuv My Van

DIY Couch Demo

The Mona Lisa Contest

Flower Photography in the Nineties

Queenie

Penny

Rivers Paw

Fester

The Garage Door Storey

The Coffee Shop Photographs

There Is A Foot on Geary Street

It's in the Muni bay in front of Martell's Liquors at 20th Avenue; these pictures began in 1987 and end 2003. The last time I checked in 2011 it was still there, collecting its whathaveu. Nathan tries to correct me that Geary is not a Street, but a Boulevard, and a Grand one at that - its mail codes go from 94108 to 94121. But "there is a foot on Geary St." was the mutter that directed me to click my shutter the first time (after three years of notice) and this is what I mean by Language Photography...I recall my mild concern in 1997, when it was marked with orange paint as a defect to fix by a public works employee, but they never got around to repairing this impression made by a shoe cast in wet cement.

GREAT MOMENTS IN MEDICINE

Colour Night Real Estate Photography

Corners and Napkins

in the end a pen takes to brick and flails

in the beginning, next to portions of four bricks

is a filthy paper waiting thumbnail, a napkin

chats about waiting in chairs at a reading to hear

then, turning the page a door slams

eardrum pulsing last cigaret looks

these are real corners you could encounter in the world

close at the scale of napkins, inside and out

what I have found, is a wave form

of course,  lunar lighting. stubble of stucco -

I could tell you plenty about Stucco, but Corners and Napkins

is not concerned with stucco, some corners trap

some corners - we do not know

some corners we do, for they Deify light

lime says cool

orange invites lizards to cross

green on the produce sign says notice

napkin relieves, assures

napkin will take a bullet for the Chief

napkin signed verifies invention

napkin tapping at corners of mouth

now decide if to lie and emphasize

cloud billow sail

perfection can be  routinely achieved in the photography of napkins

these resin coated colored 4"x6" papers are satisfying to compile

for the napkin photograph solicits its surface to write on and

i love cycles of perfection to ruin

some of these corners are severe

they are hard and promise it is a cold cruel world

corners you would not like in a prison guard

we like the corner that wanders for god

that cant, that wiggle, is ours

10 Covers of Triton

TEN DOLLAR BOOK! 

Inspector Wear Skirts

Hypermiling Saved My Life

   My Life in the Photo Booth

Sqibb City

I W C W I A C

I W N B D I T H

I W N L W T T C M N


Randy's Discipline

Teacher dictated the lyric to Randy transcribed it 25 times.
It was exhibited in 1989 at New Langton Arts in San Francisco,
"Special Collections."

From a collection of mostly handwritten papers gathered by William Passarelli
Including a distressed loose leaf by Randy with a no two letters alike handwriting:

1. I will come when I am called. I will not break dance in
the halls. I will not laugh when teacher calls my name.
2.
(x 25)

I heard, and became a colony of its refrain...

Chris Sullivan April 2009 New Orleans

23 Portrait Drawings guided by the book Fifty Famous Faces by Roger Manley, Chris Kram, James, Nigel Poor, Molly Renda, Alice Gaynor, Gay Outlaw, Mary Pocock, Tom Stanley, Chris Sullivan, Jeffrey Medanich, Deborah Coffin, Michael Shindler, Cam, Hildie Kraus, Florence Medanich, Beth Medanich, Lita Luster, Kathy Vellard, Zig Jackson, A.R., and Artists Unknown

Ceilings in Warehouse Stores

M ' o p e r a




Mot!


Mot!

THEY HAVE LEFT US

a smorgasbord of spills

a compendium of swills

a panoply of polenta

eggshells, coffee grounds

cookie crumbs

look! there's one

a Magnificent Morsel

of Oatmeal Raisin


up here who knows

if we ocean or land

so eat every speck of food on the plane

they give me

your voice came from so far away

it was so good to hear and say

Au, Contrail! 

("contrails" are flung: streamers of toilet paper)

above this ground of such travail

how the sky turns into a page

oblivious and blue

Rebecca Kauffman

Koom-Bacha Nation

Martha Strawn

Beheader of Prawns

That was 96

No, you are wrong

It must have been

Another throng

I like this one

The Italians are fun

Why dont we take a rest

That crumb is not going anywhere


the Crumb Sings

Shall all your cares beguile:

Wond'ring how your pains were eas'd

And disdaining to be pleas'd

Till Alecto free the dead

From their eternal bands,

Till the snakes drop from her head,

And the whip from out her hands

Now that the sun hath veiled his light...


oh lets. adopt a comfortable posture

to lean

and reminisce

we were just drying on the deck of the lake


David Whistles / Otis Redding


listening to Franticek and Jitka sing

the lonely Shepherd songs

from mountains of check republic

where Laffoley puzzled

the correct particle size pebble

to ballast the auxiliary

box-kite powered bird boat

kinda neo-dada Erica's

and Shannon's toy boat regatta

what was your favorite?

thing to lick?

Yes

I am a little embarrassed

Mops do not blush, just swell

of the liberally distributed dance floor sweat drop-lets of

Oh!

Giorgio!

I tried to sway him not to go but o

Georgia

is on my mind

Mot?

Mot

You know we can't have it all

And this sopped up bliss

Will just turn into mangy-ness

If we are not wrung soon

Oh Mot

We have to choose

Between this magnificently crumbled

Cookie and Vance's puddle of I-a-was-Ca

I think the former

So the lucky crumb is now the latter

Look!

There goes Gayle!

Au, Contrail...




May 1, 2008, Gathering at Lake Eden

produced by

Chris / Marguerite / Michael / Giuseppe Gavazza / Jan-Christoph / Nausicaa / Georgia / Molly / David / Elaine / Kevin / Marcus / Tom & Ted

Songs of Henry Purcell:

Music For a While

An Evening Hymn

Set List

Foodcourt Millionaire

5 Second Rule Taco Bell

Derelict to the Reputation of Quesedilla

Just Ask the Sani-Chlor Guy

Violation Cats in the Freezer

Set List

Haz Mat Schaz Mat

1 Gloves You Kiddin

2 Particle Mask BS

3a Squint Guard

3 Careful its Hell to be a Chicken

4 Thats Just For Safety

5 Fiberglass Putty in the Morning

6 Rubber Cement I Love You

7 Oh the Sweet Industrial Solvents of My Youth

Set List

H A Z A R D O U S   E V E R Y T H I N G

1 If You Got It I Got It

2 Clinic Fed

3 Floor It Yellow

4 Hollywood Stop

5 Just Back Up a Block

6 Don’t Worry About the Breaker

7 Let Me Have a Look Under There

Set List

Roadside Helpers

1 Nothing We Can’t Get

2 Uniondale Waitress Said Twain Winter’d There Like I Should Too,

3 I’m a Mile Marker 403 Solar Call Box Winner

4 Sad Little Donut Tire

5 $58, 5:30 in the morning, El Paso that ain’t bad for a tow truck

6 Best Give My Duct Tape Back Right Now

7 When My Bailing Wire Comes

8 Amazing F****** Grace

Set List

Berkeley Farms Graveyard Shift

1 You Should See This Place At Quitting Time

2 Curtis Front Me a Dime

3 Shitting on Company Time

4 Son Can You Run the Wrapper?

5 Sal’s Nappin on the Nuts and Chews

6 Pallet Stacker Extraordinaire

7 OT from the Get-Go

Set List

Mad Money Gone Bad

Want a TCB Room like at Graceland

Only Alcor Lets You Physically Survive Clinical Death

Gasoline Green Beans Really Work

Should Have Gone to Disneyland

Now That I Own Some E L I X E R

Set List

The Filler Apps

1. Last 4 of your social

2. Zip Code Apartment Number

3. What was the name of the boy who the dog in your security question bit, and do you ever reflect that scar under his right eye persists to this day?

Set List

Laugh or Forever

1 Sorry We’re Not Stopping

2 Donde Compare

3 Welcome to Family Dollar

4 Not Like That Doesn’t Happen Every 20,000 Years

5 Is There One Sip Left

6 Say Remember and I’ll Kill You

7 You’re My Backwards Spiritual Heir

Set List

Classholes

1 There’s a Reason (I Don’t Have a Life Like Yours)

2 There’s a Reason (You Don’t Have a Life Like Mine)

2a Bootstraps for Dummies

3 Better Than You Know It

4 Jet Ski Party Sunday Morning

5 No Our In Me

6 So I Doored You

7 Try and Take Soul to the Bank

Dirtbag Probability Index

Funny Laugh Wrong Time

He Says Hot Damn Way Too Loud

He’s Used to Talkin Thru Window Holes

Honey, I Got a Name For You

Jokes About Money

Leave a Tip?

Let Me Tell You How To Park

Lingering Eye Chest Contact

Loiters to Wait Under Ladders

Really Wants To Sit in the Car with You

Says Absolutely Way Too Much

His Voice Mailbox is Full

Notes toward a couch story In the beginning there was a 5 piece sectional in the living room. My earliest memory of it has me watching the Beatles first appearance on the Ed Sullivan show, when I was six. I was allowed to stay up late to see it. I remember the excitement of my older sister Frances, fuzzy black and white images and she loves you, yeah yeah yeah. Its dark but for the light of the tv and I can't recall the upholstery in this memory, but that it was a little drab. This was in Carmel, New York, at the end of a long driveway off of Highway 52 that announced itself with 4 sculptures of giant milk bottles, two quarts and two pints, for our house had been converted from a dairy barn.

Later that year the couch made its way out to a pink three bedroom tract home at 339 Cinderella Lane in Goleta, California. I was surprised when I got off the plane, because the western shows I liked to watch made me think we were moving to a place of dusty streets and wooden sidewalks, horses hitched to posts and swinging saloon doors rudely pushed open by men with shooters strapped to their hips. The couch was kind of dowdy, with skirting around the bottom and polished wooden armrests; it had two 4' bench sections at either end, then a single seat, then a curved middle section that connected to the last section. It was reupholstered in 1965 with fabric designs that repeated scenes from colonial american life, to match the Ethan Allan coffee and end tables that sported an imposing pair of rooster lamps. Sunday mornings our parents slept in and we enjoyed this unsupervised time to play in ways forbidden when they were about. Kevin and I were goofing in the living room, pretending that the carpet was molten lava and leaping over the safe continents of couch to the island of footstool; soon pillows were being tossed and cushions turned into shields until I, being the youngest and a little hyperactive, picked up the cushion of a 4' section and hoisted it over my head for the purpose of conking my brother. My father had just completed a months long endeavor, of assembling an advanced plastic model kit of the 19th century warship U.S. Constitution. He had done a beautiful job of it, masterfully applying glue, paint and rigging, and it was a marvel. He then suspended the finished work from the ceiling of the living room. That was on Saturday, putting it in the way of my raised cushion that Sunday morning, and it all came crashing down. Two of its masts were snapped, its intricate rigging trashed. I hoped somehow it could be fixed. He was decisive when he saw it what I'd done, picking it up, assessing it for a moment and then taking it out to the trash can. I don't remember him saying a word, but that he soon left the house and we did not see him until mid afternoon. He had a new kickball for me and told me I should play with it outside. Its one of those memories that time won't heal. Today I remain hushed by his restraint. There wasn't anything frivolous about his hobby. He'd quit drinking in 1963, and our home was among others, a cauldron of stress in the presence of chronic and tragic illness in the wake of a medical catastrophe that afflicted my mother in 1958. So that model making was his respite in the garage, listening to the radio, drinking coffee, smoking and pleasing himself by doing work he was good at to produce a centerpiece for all that early americana in the living room, and lasting for all of a day. His interests went through phases, and later it was tropical fish until there were 5 aquariums in the house. The last was a 10 gallon tank in the recreation room he had built around the patio. There was a walking catfish in that tank. Forget to close the lid and soon it would be on the lam, wriggling its way in search of the next pond. We found it and returned it several times, but for the last. Much later, I found its desiccated remains under the sectional couch in the living room. It had travelled through three rooms to get there.

We gotta move this story along!

Listen I'm bringing some Ice Cream home and

We gotta get you a new Burner  Phone

NSA does what it does

they can't track every 20 bucks

rip out the battery snap it half

slam dunk scowl the nearest trash yeah

we gotta get you a new Burner Phone

50,000 Things I Can Do Save(d) the E A R T H

49,990:



49,991:

"My Aesthetic did this to me..."



Assembly is in our genes; and now stuff is not just everywhere, its easy to get.

What expressive medium does not become collage.

What greater instrument of Collectography than the Internet, or proving ground

for the EGREGIOUS AESTHETIC ERROR?

Which if by nature proceeds from an appreciative regard and admiration and curiosity

to court and sight the Buckyball thin lattice structures a boundary the correct and

immemorial Aesthetic, with the other, cannot truly be said to harm?

Or that a right thing might not be made from a collection of these, abiding examples

of What Not.



The center image in collage below (49,992) is called Nourish, by Boyd Webb,

a narrative visual artist whose work appears entirely unacquainted with the

EAE, and says

"The wish to take the domestic into realms beyond the imaginable

seems to me to be a truly human aspiration"


49.992:


From Jack Foley's weekly Cover to Cover poetry program at KPFA

It never occurred to me the Gray Whale had blood vessels large enough that
I could swim through, until I had the experience of hearing Heathcote Williams’
great ecopoem, Whale Nation, a brilliant collage dealing with creatures who can
boast “the largest brain ever created”:
“Blue seas cover seven-tenths of the earth’s surface,
And are the domain of the largest brain ever created,
With a fifty-million-year-old smile.”

This poem, famous in England, is almost unknown in the USA.

It is read by the author.

Part 1

Part 2



49,993


in Admiration of Lionel Williams
Color Sandwich Board Parlour Book
387" linear (giclee) Poboy + Marginalia,
Commissioned and Licensed, Slight Publications













49,994:

49,995: Why does the White Southerner Love George Bush?

He makes Jefferson Davis 2nd Worst President in American History


49,996:

Just prior to chores in the Garden

run your fingernails through a bar of soap;

and that dirt won't have a chance at wash time

49,997:

Why did the illiterate Junior White Southerner have to be "Grandfathered" in?

So Blacks could be Taxed Without Representation.

Why did the White Southerner introduce a ballot initiative whereby blacks
would vote overwhelmingly for their own electoral disenfranchisement?

Repeatedly Stealing Elections is too much like work!


49,998:

Support the N A T U R M O B I L...

"Taken from the word nature and mobile, Naturmobil is a vehicle designed

to run with the help of nature, specifically with the natural force of the horse"




49,999:

Extract every bit of toothpaste from the tube by tightly rolling

the tube as it is used. When empty, replace the cap and drive a screw

through the top to attach to cabinet door for a "pull" (thumb and forefinger) style handle.


50,000: If you can't do something Nice for the Earth, don't do it at all.