like an unfinished basement,
worse?
unfurnished bedroom
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a project of skill-less and dead-author labor turned dead-text turned dead-reader, love affair with space, some cloud to influx information without regard for human eyes. &poetry
Tuesday, March 21, 2017
performance bleeds in too
if you pass the first tears, we never have to blink again.
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some smiles last longer and make your stomach ache and that is cute-embarrassing, ugly-nice, and then you are fourteen at the pool again, some after midnight shit, stars and bubbles and candy necklaces and maybe questioning alien life. alienated-and-divorce-we-now, because
normally
we remind
of first,
and
then we
full-on
disappointment,
but
imma
make you
into my
fist
we remind
of first,
and
then we
full-on
disappointment,
but
imma
make you
into my
fist
Sunday, March 19, 2017
Repeat: my love is embarrassing
YouTube channel on how to be an artist, "artist", wannabe, w/e...just
videos of me screaming because I've ruined $100 of mirror film, of me
crying because I've broken another sheet of glass in my hands, me
looking dazed and crouched like Gollum in my studio while an Adam &
Eve commercial plays on Pandora trying to decide if I can still shoot
video even though I accidentally gave myself at-home microdermabrasion
while trying to scrub off peelable lipstain that I used like a facial mask (boy, is my face red-hahaha, so nerd).
Videos of me applying for 'jobs' by cropping photos, writing posts on
FB, privating them and putting them on my poetry blog (I've written over
200 poems this year--see how productive that sounds), drinking coffee
and playing on Photoshop for 2 hours in the morning before having to do
anything else, getting to use my body strength, getting my hands dirty,
getting to call memorizing and reciting and making people listen to me
speak a performance, getting to use my brain (which isn't the case for
all work ethicals), being valued for my voice and pov and ideas and
opinions and antagonism (sometimes), intellectualizing that move,
talking to smart and funny people all day every day, total acceptance of
my criticality (on a good day)...that last one is beautiful. *more
acceptance in our space than so many, and it is important to be critical
and socially aware of your environment (and don't worry we am) but holy
fuck, I'm gonna miss academia. Sentimental me.
rollerdrome, I turned it into a Poem
I will honor this by wearing mascara tonight and letting
my tears run a trail for every time they didn't call on my 80s-style
phone. *stood up at prom face*
I'm
going to start a club night called +stood up at prom+ and we will
listen to new wave and rollerblade and dress goth and/or candy raver and
photograph each other crying while holding glossy black party balloons.
I'm
going to start another club night called *running with scissor sisters*
and it will be a 24 hour sleepover and we will listen to 80s pop (but
only 24 songs on repeat for an entire hour each) and rollerblade and eat
non-dairy ice cream while we skate. On a cone. Sticky floors.
Saturday, March 18, 2017
editing w/o permissions:
Numbers game. Language is important. When content is cut down, intention can be lost. I appreciate agency over the representation of my body(of work). So, for those reading, my edited bio (which was taken down to 45 words while another has 75 in description) would have been these 63 words:
Kevin Brophy is a reality artist: an illusion trying to change the world. Her multidisciplinary practice mimics the cultural dominant in order to evaluate socio-political power structures and their effect on the individual. She is just a placeholder; with the increasingly pervasive Social we are now more identity than self. Through exaggerated forms of communication, she critiques in a satirical and self-implicating way.
Kevin Brophy is a reality artist: an illusion trying to change the world. Her multidisciplinary practice mimics the cultural dominant in order to evaluate socio-political power structures and their effect on the individual. She is just a placeholder; with the increasingly pervasive Social we are now more identity than self. Through exaggerated forms of communication, she critiques in a satirical and self-implicating way.
Tuesday, March 14, 2017
we market-like crash, in memories...old love of Marx
some worrisome reflection on thesis notes, and recent hits *loser*
are we also a catalyst *loser*
for self-harm and lonliness *loser*
do we defund health and education *loser*
+we make children poor and sick
are we also a catalyst *loser*
for self-harm and lonliness *loser*
do we defund health and education *loser*
+we make children poor and sick
Site-of-self, some play with|we can't say monetization, but some lie of capital
*appropriating neoliberalist strategies to perform the self as both
self-effacing-point-to-own-indoctrination and as exaggeration-satire
for your day-to-day, since '08*
self-effacing-point-to-own-indoctrination and as exaggeration-satire
for your day-to-day, since '08*
the vacuum of 'winning' will empower just in language
much like a neoliberal affect
we
are
"lonliness capital" inactivity
and symptom of choice-through-spent, some hard-end economic disparity
makes for 'loser', makes for want without dollar, someone called you a 'winner'
and we hope there is at least some buyer's remorse
we
are
"lonliness capital" inactivity
and symptom of choice-through-spent, some hard-end economic disparity
makes for 'loser', makes for want without dollar, someone called you a 'winner'
and we hope there is at least some buyer's remorse
guess some ppl call it visual art, let's only talk vis-a-vis my superficials. Now + on. Everything is a con job.
|getting
we all nostalgic for sculpture|via 1st sculpture ever ++ so
cute|light-based realization--never with physical links--never really
think about those types of moves so much, always forward concept with
we...even in material choice, huh|
Sunday, March 12, 2017
"you gotta find your spirit animal and ride it til its dick falls off"
Year2:
So productive, so excited today. Bought a thing I'm going to turn into an adult-outside-the-drugstore-coin-operated-ride-semi-brainwashing-machine, but you know, probably not coin-operated.
But, it will be fun, because "I'm confused about my politics" if you don't know how to listen--looking forward to my future designing communication devices...and being punk-as-twat-4eva (quote me--memoirs--we're all going down). Hearts.
So productive, so excited today. Bought a thing I'm going to turn into an adult-outside-the-drugstore-coin-operated-ride-semi-brainwashing-machine, but you know, probably not coin-operated.
But, it will be fun, because "I'm confused about my politics" if you don't know how to listen--looking forward to my future designing communication devices...and being punk-as-twat-4eva (quote me--memoirs--we're all going down). Hearts.
past lives never keep us around
Text messaging your past, present, future, and mine since '15.
#volunteering #fulfilling
#volunteering #fulfilling
was free publicity
My cold heart and hot-mess-soul belong Future-Here-Now, YouareMe, ppl, pay proper tribute, in the spirit of commming, I don't exist without you.
Some poor, embarrassing, unfortunate souls have the thickness to treat with that
like a walking fb prof. some sentiment there. like we in realness cannot fake, or fakeness real.
roach
troll
lol
roach
troll
lol
FBfails to unwind
Feeling all questionable about paths. And, just playing-cards-tarot found out all
futures lead to success. Excited for life and all mutants.
We play MASH, we get apt, LA, 250k, frog, 0kids, alone forever.
We can only dream. Horoscope my equal promising.
futures lead to success. Excited for life and all mutants.
We play MASH, we get apt, LA, 250k, frog, 0kids, alone forever.
We can only dream. Horoscope my equal promising.
*in a floor-length long-sleeved closed front&back, no breathing room, towel
Just post-shower* sat on the edge of my tub and 7-min-thought about
whether or not vampires eventually get Life Alert, because I bet it is
less about physiological aging and more of a numbers game...live
alone/out-live alone long enough. Probability, and such. We choke on
apples. We slip and fall. We do hard drugs and climb a telephone pole.
Probability, and such.
Some confluence of existence. We are probs a bit of a roach. Outlive
you all. Yet still be subjected to your assumptions...so who's on tops?
Some confluence of existence. We are probs a bit of a roach. Outlive
you all. Yet still be subjected to your assumptions...so who's on tops?
sweaty bodies everywhere
hated how hateful it sounded, but we still agree with the
assertions,
but we did delete this life...for the time being.
Am I right, or am I right?
Ppl should definitely still feel sorries for we
but we did delete this life...for the time being.
Am I right, or am I right?
Ppl should definitely still feel sorries for we
*wreaking ball* let the right one in
Repeat, "Love isn't some prize you get for coming in the clown's face at the circus."
Who Killed Me?
People
never question we-interest in depictions of serial killers, and
it's probably because they can tell we get killed every day.
Several times.
"Murder me. Murder me, like you.murdered mother."
it's probably because they can tell we get killed every day.
Several times.
"Murder me. Murder me, like you.murdered mother."
whenever we feel like an unambitious, loserly slacker we remind ourselves that by the end of tonight
all FB gems (privated and sharing).
+every amazing joke we've told you (whether you laughed or not).
high anxiety (still got that brow game).
eye on that new, new coming later this (losing all minds).
*I don't think I've gone this long <like 3 months> without being
in a show/performing yet this decade. I'm scared. am I dying?*
high anxiety (still got that brow game).
eye on that new, new coming later this (losing all minds).
*I don't think I've gone this long <like 3 months> without being
in a show/performing yet this decade. I'm scared. am I dying?*
(Refreshingly, she doesn’t become involved with any of them.)
do you think "career oriented" is mainstream movie code for asexual?
talk at me
about
mid-aged butchies
and their lack of visibility again.
smh, both are valid.
talk at me
about
mid-aged butchies
and their lack of visibility again.
smh, both are valid.
obliterate we gender. role
Ranch hand is lonely,
is quiet,
is sad,
desires (and not desired),
but not 'desperate"
(in that shared-gendered-language way)
is rather fucking invasive as hell, yet without anger nor entitlement.
why certain women when last two characters are defined more by economic class than anything else
I just can't with this title, and
it's obviously good and depressing, it's KR.
It just, it just sounds like something Adam Brody would play in, where he idealizes some object-of-desire, where his stalkerly tendencies are romanticized as Maroon5 plays in the distance via the mid-late 2000s.
*there are stalkerly tendencies in this film, but they are not rewarded*
It just, it just sounds like something Adam Brody would play in, where he idealizes some object-of-desire, where his stalkerly tendencies are romanticized as Maroon5 plays in the distance via the mid-late 2000s.
*there are stalkerly tendencies in this film, but they are not rewarded*
Tuesday, March 7, 2017
technically pasties
You can effing quote me on this. If you are uncomfortable saying this to his face. Be like, Kevin wrote, and I quote...(return to start of email). **And then we can all laugh about it next time I see him in the hall. Because we always are with the laughter. Results are not guaranteed.
as soon as we told them that responding was unnecessary we knew it would be gameplay
And now they never answer, wrong move.
Right move, answer in wistful superfluous.
Right move, answer in wistful superfluous.
their pain is my worry, but not with pains, because that just isn't a thing. that 1:1 ratio isn't based in any reality, ever
we have no clue what you are feeling
even through articulation, that wound could never be worthy in narcissism and
the conception that I knew what was best all along
even through articulation, that wound could never be worthy in narcissism and
the conception that I knew what was best all along
We Are So Cold
we don't even acknowledge death, close
around us. some death with caused pain
own existence, is numbing hierarchies, is with death not the usurper
your child would have been beautiful and too good with absorbing ]
some self-importance from we [ we want your love to survive, but
not in the ways you would hope. sometimes survival is about solitude
around us. some death with caused pain
own existence, is numbing hierarchies, is with death not the usurper
your child would have been beautiful and too good with absorbing ]
some self-importance from we [ we want your love to survive, but
not in the ways you would hope. sometimes survival is about solitude
all is said in criticality as-in-late--
+distance makes...me forget what I liked in the first place?
12 hours. sleep-in-bodysuit, tension. snaps
we are running on animal, no magnetism
*there is no feeling let in this body*
*there is no feeling let in this body*
tuesday,tuesday,tuesday
wave, the universe reminds you
completely in control at all times.
feel inspired to resist this reality,
an emotionally complicated day.
sit face-to-face with old skeletons,
or negative childhood patterns. a
forceful person of lashing out, look
within. a moment of awareness.
Thursday, March 2, 2017
hilarious with awareness. acute in self. obtuse what else
Ever question...someone is testing your abuse acceptance,
Like, with a perpetual system of harm-turn-reward, their terms?
What skewed reward: reblog. retweet. repeat. follow me, follower.
Also, ever, kind of think it is funny and long-ago decided to see how it pans out.<no question>
Like, with a perpetual system of harm-turn-reward, their terms?
What skewed reward: reblog. retweet. repeat. follow me, follower.
Also, ever, kind of think it is funny and long-ago decided to see how it pans out.<no question>
your march horoscope is here
All respecting Kusama, in a top-down: payment is political. Art, if you have a brain...whoa sentiment. With all hopes, we only want to make the selfie-able and never be dismissed as insurance fraud.
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