Annie

i love chicken.
and burning cds.
and babies.

Jesse

annie i can’t believe you said babies.
ME TOO. ha. only for ONE second.
i love sweat on my brow
orbit
mountain dew
cold beer
big macs
ice water
hester not trying to run away
gay boys in chelsea

Annie

free food at my job
books books books
ellen agreeing with jesse when i told her that you called me psychotic about books
mmh cold beer
sweet potatoes
broccoli
all this sun that’s happening
short pants
free tickets to movies
basically, free things.

Frances

french fries
cold beer
broccoli from SNICE
the girls at SNICE
my friends
warm sunny days I’m off
jokes
clean socks
annies photos
scotch
when Miller gets ladies that come up to her
big dogs

Jesse

dry socks
carmex
fish kisses
duck tape on my phone
my glasses
NEW: whiskey
annie drunkily kissing on the forehead
chocolate fountains
more cold beer
cold beer with ice
blue moon with oranges and ice
honest windows

Frances

showtime on demand
the beer garden
kickball
redbull
spliffs
really funny jokes
squadron parties

I also love Lisa Loeb

Jesse

netflix
magazines on the bathroom floor
sassifying words, books, lit, zines…i still wish i was making one
balls
shaved legs…dirty

Annie

The L Word
Finding Great Things in Other People’s Trash
Parks
Public Transportation
Tacos from the Taco Truck
Frances’ “I love you, Buddy”’s
Friends who let you kiss them…in a friendly way.
unshaved armpits
open windows in the shower
walking and eating ice cream cones
loud music

Jesse

yes! the i love you buddies.
driving in a car windows down
dogs
hester the molester
SS Park
neighbor bars
the smell of gas
people falling down
pickle juice
t shirts
salt
sunnyside
backyards with lilacs
toe jam

Frances

jumping in pools
Wrestling miller in the street
When Annie is drunk and LOUD!
eating all day
drinking all day
wearing costumes
Chueca
BBQs
Playlists
SCREAMING

The next few weeks look amazing, in terms of super rad events that are fairly cheap and well worth your time.

Here are a few of these things:

1. Aperture’s Homage to Claude Cahun and Marcel Moore

Friday, May 11, 2007
Film Screening: 2:00 p.m., 3:30 p.m., 5:00 p.m.
Panel Discussion & Performance: 6:30 p.m.

Free
Aperture Foundation
547 West 27th Street, 4th floor
New York, New York
(212) 505-5555

Learn More

2. Situational Drive: Public Art Conference

It’s happening all weekend, and looks pretty darn interesting.

3. Samuel Fuller Retrospective

This last one is about a month long, so you have no excuse missing some part of it. Mr. Fuller is famous for saying this: “Film is like a battleground. Love. Hate. Action. Violence. Death. In one word… emotion.”

I’m a fan of his films and if you haven’t seen any of them, you owe it to yourself to see at least one. In order to draw you in, I leave you the opening sequence to 1964’s The Naked Kiss

Today, my friend (and webmaster), Marlene pointed out this component of MIT’s website, the Open Courseware…it is seriously overwhelming.

You want to learn something? Who are you waiting for?

Also, as I earlier mentioned, I went down to Philly yesterday to go to Zoe Strauss’ I-95 Show. Wowski, guys! Wowski. I knew I was going to have a great time, because I’m really into her work. Plus, i was looking forward to getting a print of one of my favorite photos of hers (which i did!). However, the scale of the show was unreal. I will definitely be going down again next year, and who knows, I might actually say hello to Ms. Strauss like my friend’s dad (Mike Munley) did, instead of running away.

Who knows.

I went to CHUECA tonight. The website is an accurate source of information, calendar of events, directions, transportation, drink specials. No but I mean its just like the website. With the exception of the rules tab, where it requests you “Look Your Best (no baseball caps, no sneakers)” thats inaccurate, I saw several baseball caps. The music was phenomenal.

Boy did I feel crazy yesterday, I had a severely manic morning where I came pretty close to sabotaging my pleasant life. I decided to walk it off and construct a peom while I was eating in the park, and I do mean peom. I’ve been re-obsessed with F. Scott Fitzgerlad recently, so I butchered some pieces from This Side of Paradise,and used F Scott’s beautiful phrases and word pairings out of context, for my own selfish gratification, chronic mental masturbation and artistic ego. I hold this right as artistic flatulence, this peom is called

Bad Angel

I don’t like girls in the daytime
brick-red and arrogant
school ruined French, mentor of the house
I don’t want to collect locks of hair from many girls

to New York in quest of adventure
a reluctant graduate during the previous summer,
excited her curiosity, basking in the high, an intrinsic part
of her atmosphere

Oddly dissimilar and with handsome eyes,
afternoons they lounged in the windows
and partly by accident, anti-alcoholic,
hands that sat lightly

I can kiss her, I can, but without those broken
words, those little sighs, even the sea seemed
to mumble and complain

tragedy’s emerald green eyes
she released her hold
pretty woman, with brown, dissarranged hair
they were just through dancing

good-by, boys I’m through-

Oooooo dang. Later in the day, I got into a verbal altercation with some pigeons, ate a salad with Mr. Mister down the street, went to a busy body meeting, met F Scott’s Daisy, and my roommate texted me the sweetest buzz ever…”hey, just thought I’d tell you the L words back on demand !”

Oh Heyzeus !

I’ve been thinking a lot about how feelings of excitement and anxiety basically run parallel for me and often feel like similar experiences. I think this was spawned when I found old notes that I had written after going to a bunch of gallery openings about how I can tell when I like a piece of art or music or really anything else. I realized that my primary reaction is a very visceral one, a feeling of terror, optimism, and anxiety (a weird mix, right?). It’s a feeling of this tightening and swelling in my chest that strangely enough, I really enjoy. I guess it’s what you call awe? I don’t know.

When thinking about how I can tell that i enjoy a piece of art, I also realized that I certainly haven’t figured out much of what I feel about it. However, i did find some interesting articles that ruminated a bit on what art is, what it is used for, the role of museums in promoting art and thinking….etc.

a few:

Holland Cotter’s NYTimes piece on New York Museums

Jerry Saltz’ Village Voice article on art and change

Interview with Peter Eleey