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perfect little lives

adaptation Helplessness is one of two rational responses to capitalism. While bitterness is a proactive response towards both of them failure is the lost art form. Some psychiatrists are trying to get excessive bitterness identified as a mental illness named post-traumatic embitterment disorder. Of course this has some people who live perfect little lives, and always get what they want, questioning the new classification. The so called "disorder" is modeled after post-traumatic stress disorder because it too is a response to a trauma that endures. "They feel the world has treated them unfairly. It's one step more complex than anger. They're angry plus helpless," says Dr. Michael Linden, the psychiatrist who put a name to how the world works.

Note #30

the oldest gang by the tree Laslow shrugged his beefy shoulders and continued reluctantly, To wish for the security of a government any government is to take a step backwards and pray that some more of those bullets haven't evolved to chase away our butterflies too.  Priscilla added, We're only a people divided by a nod. What Bud+LU don't seem to see is that our resources, our homes, and our joy are already shared. It's our institutions that partition them. They take away what's theirs, She says with contempt.  I startle back to this life. The living of it a day after you've gone, after the fashion of the things that you left behind in that cold wooden drawer. I've grown a nerve or two since this morning. If this thing can float and its warm I will cling to it for days now. I can learn to breath, to forgive, and to be patient to the servants by my door. When Coronado, Ginsey, and Bleat hand over the keys, Bleat says that we won't regret it. I...

Not the Same Day That Judith Halberstam said, "Desire Has A Terrifying Precision." pt.3

The end table in the small room beside the steps is green. It’s single drawer is drawn. The contents of it are strewn on the floor. There's a twisty paper clip, a dirty nickel, and a greasy pen. Amalia looks at these things. Her eyes pass over them. She reads what they are but their substance is lost to her. She tries to give them value or measure their profundity. But she fails and cries. Hitching up her lip she releases a series of wrenching spasms. Tears pour down her face. They gather on her balled up chin grower larger and larger. Dripping onto her already salty blouse. The kitchen is coming. The kitchen is coming, Matt marched around the bed thrusting a bulbous plunger into the air as he went. The red text blinking in the lower corner insists that a SGTMKR's has been activated a lot in the last seventy two hours. Click, press Shift and Seven. Then the image rolls forward like a cart wheel. The left girl made up with a long braid tells the one on the right, So ...

Dynamite (titles)

fingersend, gel pen on paper untitled (titles), detail ink on paper From my release notes for the February 2006 program: The Dynamite I Might Light Mr. Smithe’s choice to work in a manner that reflects his sense of wonder in simple geometry and perspective and their ability to convey tangible ideas and emotions implies a kind of visual alchemy that illuminates the simplicity of these things with a fractal awareness. So it is that these drawings are intended as a poetic response to our complex and often chaotic visual culture. Additional information from that period may be available here at www.centerstage.com 

Said Kitty, remit to midst amok, amok

This text was written as a response from another machine to the machine that is reading the text written to be read by a machine over and over and over again... Dearest Bunny, Art histories Dogma unsettling. It recalls a puritanical veneration of the letter of the law at the expense of its spirit. Its this spirit that Canadian Thanksgiving is pursuing in it's show and you've missed it entirely. I know this because, they would be the first to agree with your statement about the Warholian revisionism and its subsequent codification of our Art making apparatus. All you have to do is look at the show to see this. look at Ross Ho and Bobby's work to see that both artifice and plasticity are the true faces that life wears with complete aplomb. To say nothing of Stillwell and do-goods observations on the duplicity of common culture. While all you see are a set of unmet tenets. That by their letter are ill suited to the change implicit in our current day to day lifes and there...

To wit the midst replied not. kitty

This text was written to be read by a machine over and over and over again... Dear Teegra, that it makes sense to articulate the reactionary destruction of the bourgeois aesthetic mediated by Dooshaamp and Picabia in some manner? They are after all necessary in providing a stable ground for the auttohmat-ism that led to your preshious Jackson Pallak's painterly conundrums? Without whom I admit, we cannot have the Warholian revisionism of the Bourgeois aesthetic in the guise of Neo-Realism that leeds to the complete codification of our present art making apparatus. baggage in the way of it's plasticity and style, which by the way really begins with Mikelanggelo, who had a vision of time and space that is the key to Pallak. Because It was Mikelanggelo's articulation of bodily form, in space, that acts as a direct corollary to the grand and mostly specious work of Jackson Pallack. Cubism after all is a historical retreat to what Dooshaamp called the rettinaal arts and Pic...

Brooklyn and Alabama

open studios was a bust, so we went for tacos with lettuce...(78888888) Phone 1: LA is hot But not so nice June is the new august and so is July  Phone 2: Wear a tablecloth cinched at the waist Phone 1: I'll come back a week later Phone 2: A job Phone 1: Really Phone 2: Right Phone 1: We had kittens They came into our house Phone 2: I loved that movie, my favorite movie Phone 1: Indeed Phone 2: Instructions directions... the move Phone 1: Yeah She teaches Phone 2: Yeah Phone 1: Em hmmm God... its a god year for sabbatical Phone 2: Nice Phone 1: What are you making Phone 2: Nice (approx... laugh)