i wish that i could have COMMENTS… SO I COULD HAVE A FIRST POSTER

also, here is robyn’s work. she does stencils and really intensive layers of paintings. i like them. she is really busy.

it unravels, then comes together. here are some more mail artings that i have recieved. and here are scans of what i have recieved so far.

from miss marsh. we ♥ owls

and miss andrea (soon to be a wife)
here is her envelope:

here is the art. it feels like two 1/4 inch thick pieces of paper gelled together with medium. there are two sides:

and the other side:

following is the motherload of jessie rae. don’t think of that in a gross way, sickos.

she sent me some photos from the streets of brooklyn:

and jessie rae also sent me what i like to think looks like an aluminum foil owl. how resiliant, that owl…

and lastly, some foil fangs from my father… along with an apology. there is a 28 year story (from my end of it) that goes with the following. i find the art appropriate, but the explanation would take forever.

well, i hope everyone enjoys this. i certainly am. i am still waiting for… let’s see THIRTEEN more responses. that is out of twenty. seems about right, honestly… about sixty five percent of the population will not/don’t react. don’t think that you are off the hook, though, i am emailing all of you right now.

oi, in other news; the play is moving and we are happier with the outcomes more often than before, my tousche hurts from driving so much, working out feels good, still consumed by the notion of graduate school…

i have to work early sometimes. and by early i mean 430 am. i take melatonin to help me fall asleep. maybe the following dream had something to do with the fact that p.j. was watching rosemary’s baby while i was attempting sleep… but it didn’t have even one iota of creepiness to it (creepy = mia farrow’s anorexic double, creepy = the demon neighbor slipping in small talk…’so, are you fertile?’)

melatonin gives me strange dreams. i had one last night where i dreamt i was frequenting the company of the ex-bf of my friend who is a slighted lover. they both were in the same room in one part and she says hello while i am sitting next to him. he whispers, ‘you are so brave’.

i am going to treat my dreams with the same heirarchy that i apply to waking life. if he really means that , that feels pretty good.

only one week and already two responses… how exciting. first things first, here are the images of what i recieved in response to my mail art sendout. the subject i was looking for a reaction for was the idea of each moment being a choice and in that moment you can choose compassion/virtue, viciousness, or neutrality.

i think they are both pretty great reactions.

i am anticipating everyone elses responses… and the non – responders as well.

back to admiration of william kentridge… i think i am going to pay some homage/mimic. i just can’t stop going back to video.

it is howly owt. the garden has been planted and if it frosts i will have to have a beatdown with the weather.