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DOE DANCE
Still from “The Sarah Box”.
BROOKLYN BRICKS
I had just moved to NYC, and was living for a brief period in the brownstone of some family friends in Brooklyn. I had a little balcony off my bedroom. As I sat there one night in a record-breaking heat wave, no doubt questioning with a soggy brain how I might manifest a shoebox to live in elsewhere, I looked down, and saw these bricks. How rich, I felt.
JOHNNY’S ROCKET
We had just left a funeral and were driving in Queens, when we came upon the building of Johnny’s first apartment… the brick square inside of which he launched his adult life among friends.
I had another bout of wordless poetry take me over, gazing at it.
Maybe I imagined Johnny’s black tresses falling over his guitar in some kitchen there inside, as a younger thing, before knowing there was some girl in Vermont MORE
ME AND MY TRUCK
Walking by my print, “Truck Trailer”. Part of a film project with Joe Nardelli / Nathalie Michel.
GRAN’S CORNER
Her collection of white hued things…
WE’RE OPEN
Still from “The Sasha Box”. Made for, and about, my friend and delight, Sasha Graham – The Tarot Diva!
CHERRY SUNDAY
Ashley’s table.
VIRGINIA’S TRAILER
Someone told me recently that if you wanted to understand the difference between men and women, think of it in terms of a house.
The house with many rooms, that allows for the compartmentalization of thoughts and emotions – that is a man.
The house with just one big room, where thoughts and emotions are bounced together and disparate elements get associated – that is a woman.
I definitely know the experience of MORE
PROCESSING
To the many shades, quandaries, and hormones of woman… I am a lot of ladies at once, like a lot of you. Still from a mini matchbox piece I made for my sister Michelle, called “The New Moon Box”.
ME IN PINK MEAT
Throwback to a shoot in the Meatpacking District. Film still by Joe Nardelli / Nathalie Michel.
PARKING LOT
A Soho moment with a wall, from my early days in NYC.
EVELYN’S SHOES
She walked the streets of LA with me that day… shot by filmmaker Nathalie Michel.
BLEAK IS MY CHARMING
View while waiting to be buzzed in, across the street. A lot of poetry was on the rise, but never hit the surface. So I’ll let you find your own.
SUNDAY SEAT
It is fun sometimes to just pick a chair and get all literary. Still from “The Diann Box”.
MY WALK WITH HOWARD
Shot from a stroll I took with my friend Howard Bloom. It’s always a party of the mind hanging with the man touted by media as “the next Stephen Hawking”. Balloon globules conjure more than birthday cake; try interplanetary travel and blood cell function.
MY MIND ON VIEW
Another throwback to the exhibition of my CLOSER collection and Box Art at ABACO Space, outside of Berlin. The dibond print at right, “Cone Tar”, was later sold in a castle. #lifeisajourney
SAIGON JAKE
The face of a matchbox composite made for a pilot who was missing his time overseas.
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