Sunday, June 22, 2008

starry noon (approximate and belated and digital)

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Saturday, June 21, 2008

At night


"The nearly vertical streak in this image shows a satellite called Keyhole 12-3 crossing the sky near the constellation of Scorpio."

Photo: Trevor Paglen

Repeat

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Friday, June 20, 2008

Now Starring: Penz on Broadway

"I let my pain fuck my ego & I call the bastard art." --Stew, Passing Strange

Penz on Broadway!!

I need....


...graham cracker goodness today. Its that kinda day. Add a beard, and my day will be perfect.

Thursday, June 19, 2008

Art Day 43, Twilight

I think this has been the most uninspired day of the year. Maybe it's the number 43. Perhaps it's the full moon. Perhaps it's the scorpion (no - not scorpio, scorpion)bite I got on my jugular last night at 4am. OW! I stared and stared at my Penz, and then stared and stared some more. I decided to make it the receptacle of my un-inspiration:

Tired

Peep & Peek


Art Day 43, Twilight
The Conceptualist

Whoa, Twister!

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

penz remembers life in utero

wow. twistr!

Heteronormative, and unguaranteed for validity

...but if you'd like to expand your fitness options, this guide may be helpful. -L

"An American Paradox"

from unitedstatesartists.org:

A country that loves art, not artists:

In a survey of attitudes toward artists in the US a vast majority of Americans, 96%, said they were greatly inspired by various kinds of art and highly value art in their lives and communities.

But the data suggests a strange paradox.

While Americans value art, the end product, they do not value what artists do, the act of creation. Only 27% of respondents believe that artists contribute “a lot” to the good of society.
I feel very outside of myself today.

pulling for the thread of Penz

Losing Track


(c) Denise Levertov

Long after you have swung back
away from me
I think you are still with me:

you come in close to the shore
on the tide
and nudge me awake the way

a boat adrift nudges the pier:
am I a pier
half-in half-out of the water?

and in the pleasure of that communion
I lose track,
the moon I watch goes down, the

tide swings you away before
I know I'm
alone again long since,

mud sucking at gray and black
timbers of me,
a light growth of green dreams drying."

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Shed

I-Ching: 42: INCREASE


It furthers one to undertake something. It furthers one to cross the great water.






wait, does that mean it was night?

last night?!

Wow. Geez, Pënz. Sorry.

(shaking head, wondering where her mind's been while silently coming up with a scheme to blame Edgar)

Monday, June 16, 2008

Pluto Now Called a Plutoid

Sidestepping concerns of many astronomers worldwide, the IAU's decision, at a meeting of its Executive Committee in Oslo, comes almost two years after it stripped Pluto of its planethood and introduced the term "dwarf planets" for Pluto and other small round objects that often travel highly elliptical paths around the sun in the far reaches of the solar system.

and i'm back.


Both grass and beards make me happy. especially if they are near me at the same time. This photo reminds me of that for some reason. Perhaps because it looks like a graham cracker and grass. I like eating graham crackers when i'm at the park. near a beard. Chico has a beard. beards make me happy.

Can u see the moon?

Night's horizon. Well come.


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