this is a documentary about that it was.
bc we threw away his card. we aren't really sure how to be anymore. since we lack such diligence.
my ex has to remind me
that i don't actually like
the things i romanticize
that doesn't say much about the hygiene of remembrance
Business Pleasure
From the wrong side of the golf course *on the gulf, of course*
Geniuses of History
non-erotic power-bonding (i think about this a lot, my MAN)
When AI slowly forgets your face. smooth one over on it. (description on my defunct weird facebook)
That 3D MASH animation I almost finished.2020.
A cross cut
an indiscernible pace
my sister at 3am
on CCTV
WHEN IM SWIMMING
WHEN IM SURFING
WHEN IM AT PEACE (AT PEAK)
IN NATURE (IN THE SLOW)
ON A VACATION (MOVING)
IN THE AFTERTIMES (APOCALYPSE)
FALL VICTIM TO DECEIT, I MEAN DECENT MAPS OF TRAVEL 2020-21
Every day the path was smaller, more
obscured.
With a light gesture. Two a day, 6 hours.
Half a word to cover the moist mouth. the most mouth.
And, at night, this was an SOS|flashlight|hard-cranked battery,
weathered radio in the country. every country.
my brother gave me a birthday
of the slow-moving apocalypse -it's still going-
RIP currents death: malaria in the US, where I left materiality
ozone elevation, wildfires make smoke+fire, smog where i am
an infection-call OSHA-on parks&rec. Are we going to trip?
Something silken in a state of sick and tired , trolling cities , and critique the space you've invited me in and welcomed me into , and i spit on your lifestyle because i am a serious artist. will you keep inviting? as long as i satisfy all contracts in a state of astute and cute , cosplay a child of the earth and fatherly.
(june-july 2023)
illustrative~prefigurative
but the ppl didn't get it. wrapped-fingers. circa 2017.
but, like
full politic
bodies matter.
I want a post too,
but that isn't accomplished
by minimizing the margins.
how to tell ppl you are going to burn their house down from the inside and they let you
IN ACADEMIA
w/o a social media presence +w/o updating your website in literal years
IN_RESIDENCE
was going to write this and then realize: be white, look (look) girlish, only talk to ppl older than you.
& it's a
gesture,
which is
remarkable
to be sure,
even if the
language/action
is imperfect.
MA$$IVE A$$UREDNE$$
$ i almost cried for youth $
I don't have a kitchen table.
don't need practicality.
don't need tradition (at another's expense).
don't need protection (from those without).
don't need safety (provided by those who prescribe to a zero-sum).
SEVEN MONTHS - I am having a hard time, I am politically without a home.
longest time, intrusive urge
to call self a bubblegum butch,
open a wood shop where
ppl feel a comfort + safety
away from the 50yo grad student who kept them from making a single, proper sculpture during MFA
(i'm back from the past to make you all hate me more, again)
similarly - completed & then taken apart to build a new construction.
as in, theory without logic
as in, eating clean is a dead, tone-deaf praxis
no history
no body
no future
(even culturally globalization is altered now)
the illusion of whole-ness,,,,,,,,again
Invasive rules of engagement
Saves []
Sslots []
-or- what remains
II. reflect on the harmony w environment
disharmony with social utilization
several playful iterations of the PATH
WHAT IS THE SPACE LACKING?
something about the landscape--
--and trajectory
--and normative space
as defined by context--
NICE TRY!
DREAMING THE BIOSPHERE
THEATER OF ALL POSSIBILITES
*LINA my love BO BARDO*
