1. 12:28 16th Apr 2014

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    Reblogged from artistandbaker


    By then, there wasn’t anything to separate the two. The magic had been made at the art show, and David had complimented her and complimented her and taken her under his wing as a real ‘artist’ and won her over, told her they could do great things. So then they did what people do to feel important:…

  2. 12:08 10th Apr 2014

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    Discovery - I Want You Back (Jackson 5 cover)

    Funny how tastes change. I used to hate this entire album so much. Even wrote a collegey review of it, how amateurish it sounded. I think I called it the Hawaiian shirt of techno music, but that could’ve been influenced by the album cover and the title of the opening track. Also, who calls anything ‘techno’ anymore? Me, apparently. 

  3. image: Download

    Saw this at the Affordable Art Fair today. Too bad it wasn’t affordable.

    Saw this at the Affordable Art Fair today. Too bad it wasn’t affordable.

  4. 20:09 24th Mar 2014

    Notes: 2

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    And I realized that we always experience others’ living that way, always see people dimly, as though they are living disparate lives on different planets than ours. And in seeing that way, we see only the projections that make it through the noise of the world - the noise in each of our heads - and that noise acts to sharpen the broad image to its finer points, be they negative or positive. And it’s when we are presented with those images that we at first fall in love or do not fall in love, and what follows is mostly a test: the witnessing of the broadening of those finer points into a larger picture. And that test is easy to fail, or to not attend at all. 

  5. about lorrie moore last friday

    I went to see Lorrie Moore talk with Emma Straub last weekend. Last Friday, I mean. At the Symphony Space on the Upper West Side. (Funny name for a place. Such a generalization, and maybe even a false one.) 

    Anyway, it was funny, as in odd, and the place was filled with old women with shaking heads. (They couldn’t hear. But, then, the sound system was bad.) Parker Posey was there, too, doing a brief reading of the worst piece in Moore’s eh new collection, Bark. She was sick, apparently, and so bolted from the room just after finishing, not even taking a bow, really, but just letting her head rest right before fleeing to some place more healthy. 

    The talk itself was unilluminating, except for the fact that Lorrie Moore thinks every story she writes, ever, is worthy of publication. This was revealed, in different words, by Moore saying she doesn’t begin work on a new story until her last story has been accepted to be published. Straub tried to figure out why that was, offering up guesses that mostly played with the idea of not being able to think about two stories at once. But Moore never relented, and insisted that she has never written a story while waiting to hear back about another. 

    So what does this say? I’m hesitant to generalize about all writers, and even more hesitant to attack Lorrie Moore, who is g’damn talented and one of my steady favorites. But, when Bark is her first collection in 15 years, and when the collection is not very good (note: for Lorrie Moore), it seems to suggest that maybe there needs to be more volume created, or that - more likely - she needs to be rejected. 

    This goes to support the idea that comfort breeds laziness, but yuck, what a gross string of words. But when we are allowed to get away with something, and the ones who matter to us continue to encourage us to do that thing, what is our motivation to change? Maybe this is a problem found most in those of us who study others more than we study ourselves, and so are too busy to see what we ourselves are doing. If something isn’t working, sure, we know that we need to change it up, at least a little bit. But when something seemingly never fails, what is the point in doing something different?

    Far be it from me to suggest Moore do anything different with her stories, or to start writing science fiction or anything. She does what she does extremely well, and is probably one of the few living American writers who has a style so potent that you can find traces of it in the base of many young writers’ stories today. And maybe, after writing stories for several decades, you just don’t want to write so many. But it’s a sad affair when an artist believes every work they’re creating is perfect. Not that Moore believes as much, but when you put together a collection after a 15-year absence, and it’s not a bag of gems, you’ve got to wonder if there are even any gems left to be produced. Or, rather, if Moore can even be bothered to try producing them when she’ll be paid to do less.