Armory III

Starting here with a typewriter typing a long white bed sheet. Well: a glossy, waterfalling scroll of paper. Lovely, and I forgot to get the artist’s name again. A color photo with color I was mad for. Whether that was real or induced color, environment, I don’t know. Or care. (Robert Polidori.) Two human […]

Armory Show IV

Last of the Contemporary: a cycle of water glasses. Iron hoop, three spots for water glasses. It reminded me of a piece I saw at the New Museum the week before, a water glass with a sign that says, “At night this water turns black.” Ha. See how you are water, and how delicate it […]

Married

So I have married New York. Everyone says the first year of marriage is hard. I got an email about money trouble. I have had several such issues out here, not even having to do with my admittedly mediocre money management skills, all having to do with some merciless behemoth bureaucracy. In such an old […]

Fantasyland

I was taken to Disney World as a child, but I don’t remember it. I remember the book we got about Disney World. I pored over the photos, and remembered my dad explaining that there used to be nuclear submarines, and a Mission to the Moon, and that the Matterhorn was only in California. I […]