Tuesday, December 30, 2008

going home

My last morning. It's kinda sad actually.

Sunday, December 28, 2008

Good Night, Pënz

December 28, 2008.

Last Night.

Linguist signs off with a song dance.

Remembering an Art Year.

Thank you Penz.

-Scryptkeeper, Linguist, Samiya, Night.

Penz in Denton, TX

Before? After? The Labyrinth

(Clockwise from left corner)
VictorJose Santana
Annette Lawrence
Ruth MacFarlane
Shay Youngblood
Wura-Natasha Ogunji
Ana-Maurine Lara

Guest Penz at Last Twilight

Unnamed by Noon at Twilight

We are Spirals of Life
VictorJose Santana

Making Peace
Shay Youngblood

I Like This Labyrinth
Annette Lawrence

Ruth MacFarlane

In Denton, round the round table.

Last Twilight

Last twilight. now what?
xo ana

goodbye noon

turtle islands

Saturday, December 27, 2008


by VictorJose Santana
Chelsea, MA

Notes on a Sandal

I like sandals. I like that I wore sandals all day today, Friday December 26, 2008. I like the way I almost touch dirt and stone and floor and pavement when I wear sandals. In fact, I'd prefer it if I could walk around barefoot. All the time. Without sandals, even.

Sandals in Spanish is: sandalias or chancletas. But chancletas always has the accompanying image of children running fast in one direction. Sandalias is refined like sand. Sandy-les. Yes, that's me - a sandy-les. Sand-less is a stone beach, although don't be fooled: it just requires deeper contemplation.

Sandals don't fit into hourglasses, though sand does. And the Penz hourglass is very much on its last tilt. Without sandals or sandy lesbians. I am sad about this. Thought you wouldn't know it from my (in)conspicuous absence. I've been a truant. It's cause I've been playing in the sandbox. Or rather, building castles out of sand and sky. My last hurrah is Sunday or Sand-day, whichever you prefer.

Alas, my twilight has arrived...or shall very shortly. A year has been shrinky-dinked into small square gesso tiles, of which a few remain, though really, I should only have one. Have I mistakenly kept souvenirs of my trip? There were 91 + 13 tiles at the beginning. Oh yes, that's right: I betrayed my canvas. Told Penz I'd be there at 7pm for our scheduled rendezvous but instead, ended up lingering in the crowd left behind. Shadows of the scorned tile replicate themselves in my paint box.

Perhaps my twilight will be a glorious rendering of time. Or perhaps, it will be stifled by silence. It is late morning, noon is on the horizon and night is on the other side.

Do tell - do you wear toe rings?

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Guest Pënz

3 Visions
-Andrea Ruiz

Monday, December 22, 2008

Oh no youz guys!

I forgot to bring tiles! and i forgot today was my day. I'll make one tomorrow to make up for it. forgive me?

Saturday, December 20, 2008

Living in the Moment

Or, according to young Mr. Brett Bailey: "The best day in my whole
entire life!!!"

Friday, December 19, 2008

Pre fiesta

Sunday, December 14, 2008

thowin' it up

ok, last thing

: )

And, one more thing

So, while I'm on the subject of approval ratings, though I know people are hating on Lindsay Lohan, and she did call Barack Obama "colored" and perhaps I shouldn't like her....Every time I see pics of her and Sam, I want to rip all her clothes off and steal her outfit. They always look so cool! Damn you, Lindsay....Damn you!

Oh. My. God.

Who throws shoes at a president? Shows how little respect this guy has. Sad really.

Saturday, December 13, 2008


Feelin' Funky Friday

Well, I might be feelin' funky on this Twilight Night. But I got nothin on whoever it was that got to see James Brown, Michael Jackson, and Prince all on stage together in 1983.

Hat tip to Obike for breaking it down tonight (art. every. day. for reals!) and the CC crew for hookin' us *all* up!

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Every Day Love

Fathom This!
(The Fierceocity Series)

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Rocket Love

"But, who am I without you?"
Night Nears Its End

Monday, December 8, 2008

Sunday, December 7, 2008


Go on 'head Camelo 'nem!

When Art Every Day = Life Every Day.

"AT THE DEBUT Carmelo López Bernal, 13, at the recent annual town-wide muxe celebration, the occasion for his first appearance in the identity of a girl."

Read full NYT article here.

Saturday, December 6, 2008

Searching for "tech love"

I found this.
Something sweet about it.
Something scary about it.

Friday, December 5, 2008

True Hollywood Story

Or: How you were convinced that your tattoo was Chinese for "Supalova"
Art Day: Night


: ) Wilhelm Staehle

Thursday, December 4, 2008

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Where does your garden grow?




Word on the street is that you can get around 10 potato plants out of this.


(Not the sculpture, although I am interested in who's doing that kind of sculpture right now. The gorgeously sprouting potato!)


Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Monday, December 1, 2008

Sunday, November 30, 2008

Making up for Lost Time, Art Day 82, Twilight

Rorschach # 3, Elephant in the Room

Art Day 82, Twilight
The Conceptualist

Saturday, November 29, 2008

(I met him on top of the tree.)

Nitori....he was a bird!

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Making up for lost time, Art Day 81, Twilight

Rorschach #2

Art Day 81, Twilight
The Conceptualist

Tuesday, November 25, 2008


Sunday, November 23, 2008


A day early, and STILL a dollar short.

Saturday, November 22, 2008

Making up for Lost Time, Art Day 80, Twilight

Rorschach # 1

Art Day 80, Twilight
The Conceptualist

Friday, November 21, 2008

Banana or Lemon

What is after the fall?

Autumn in Mississippi

Button up, kids.
It's getting cold out there.
Does *your* bank still exist?

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Making up for Lost Time, Art Day 79, Twilight


Art Day 79, Twilight
The Conceptualist

Monday, November 17, 2008

Who did you see?

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Monday, November 10, 2008

Art Day 77, Twilight

It's on

Art Day 77, Twilight
The Conceptualist

Sunday, November 9, 2008

Yoruba Lessons

Where do you come from?