Category Archives: abstract

Obamanation

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It snowed and so the world looked better already. I went to see the inauguration at Monkeytown and Obama gave a great speech and the world looked better still. So I went to 17 Frost to try and make the installation look a little better too.

I was also struck at how Cheney in a wheel chair seemed to channel Barrymore as Mr. Potter in Capra’s It’s a Wonderful Life:
The abomination of the last eight years gives way to the ObamaNation seeking inspiration.

Delicious Delores Haze

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A document of the week so far using a broad brush mash up montage concept. The music is from Richard Young’s Saphie and was sent to my by my friend Dan the day we put my dog down. We listened to it during the last hours of Bailey’s while lounging and time lapsing life until Sly screamed: “What is this music you are playing!? Does it have to be so FUCKING sad!?” I think I put the Beatles on. They are good for most any occasion if currated properly: Across the Universe…. was the last song she heard from S.’s iphone, while playing fetch and rolling in the grass…. but I digress.

Anyways the Poem is actually Vladimir Nabokov himself reading Humbert’s Love Poem to a rapt audience… Boy can that fucking Russian read. He sounds like Welsh poet. To think that English is maybe his third language? I found it somewhere online and there’s a clip from an Italian dubbed version of Kubrick’s Lolita with James Mason (youtube)… I was looking for Mason’s reading of the first page of the Novel. There is a recording of him that I used to have on cassette. He did it brilliantly. Titles abound: Lolita 2000, Fire, Catch A Fire, Bailey’s Building and Loan, Humbert’s Butterfly, Kubrick by Brick…. I could go on, but in the interest of brevity a shall relent.

Red writing is from Paris 1998, in a cafe, trying to remember the opening page of Lolita… and failing.
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Drawings For Dental Floss

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I made these doodles a few weeks ago while reading The Ascent of Money. They’ve been at by bedside table ever since. Last night I ate Korean Bar-B-Q (Kalbi) and needed a good flossing before turning in. I dropped the blue floss on the stack of doodles and when I woke up in the morning I was greeted by this funny mash up of thing and thing itself. Press the picture to see it larger.

Remain In Light

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This whole process of writing is fraught with deep oceans of doubt. I try to remain positive about my self and my memories, but of course I am reliving some idiot times. This is an old video from two or so years ago, but is now in HD and properly deinterlaced. The sound track is a mash up of Glass’ Einstein on the Beach, playing at various speeds.

With Without

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The old man dies.

First Frost

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The folks at 17 Frost Street were kind enough to give me some space to start knocking out drawings in The Little Prince (Le Petit Prince as it’s actually in French) while Aakash Nihalani installed his tape show and the band rehearsed. It was a nice way to start this new projet which I am imagining as a sort of modular, multi platform, multimedia memoir of my time at the turn of the century in Paris…

Though I hope it will be open enough to use as part of my ongoing blogging/vlogging experiment, the end result should be a fairly focused narrative electronic book.

I learned recently that they found St-Exupery’s downed plane in the sea. Not only this, but the German who shot him down came forward to own the kill. The irony was that Exupery was the Nazi pilot’s hero and had inspired him to fly in the first place. He had carried with him the fear and dread for all these years that he had shot down the writer/aviator and when they found the plane he knew from his flight log that it was his mission and his gun. Small world indeed.

Anyways the opening of Aakash’s show is thursday:

17 Frost and Bose Pacia Present: Aakash Nihalani
Thursday, October 9, 2008
7 – 10 pm

Located in Brooklyn’s Williamsburg neighborhood, 17 Frost, an auxiliary venue of Bose Pacia New York, will now begin hosting performance and studio arts projects. We are excited to announce the inaugural event on Thursday, October 9. Please join us as we host New York based street artist, Aakash Nihalani, who will present his impromptu and ephemeral tape installations.

Bose Pacia
508 West 26th St, 11th FL
New York, NY 10001
T: 212.989.7074
F: 212.989.6982
mail@bosepacia.com
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The music here is The Replacements: Can’t Hardly Wait

Fluxed Up

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Fluxed Up from MariaNYC on Vimeo.
Wonderful documentation of my USSA show by Maria Niro with some real live fluxus (well recorded and found on Ubu Web) music and poetry: Poem Whispered History of Art / Robert Fillou
Overlaid on Symphony Natura/ Henning Christiansen.
Followed by Ground Swell solo sax by Colin Stetson

Roughrost

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Monday I went to see my old friend Javier rehearse with SINEPARADE in a new space, tucked away in a little hidden corner of Williamsburg. I did some timelapses of the band and Aakash Nihalani making a mural out of tape. Plus there’s some footage that MariaNYC shot at my installation last week and a garbage truck full of tomatoes, and the music here is an old song Javier made for an e-book of mine: Morococo, and then on the way to the L train we passed a parade of cop cars: 20 fucking cop cars. A good Monday.