BREAKFAST: A SLIDESHOW EXHIBITION

photography, video, installation and performance

Friday April 30, 2010

6:00pm-9:00pm
*Screenings and Performances will begin at 7:00pm sharp

Hosted by ISCP

Hey you should come! I'm going to be selling little books and crop tops.
1040 Metropolitan Ave. in Brooklyn.

couple of crop tops

My design

Rachel Friedman's design


Both designs were printed in navy and red on both colors of shirts, also on a longer cut for those not hip to the crop top (but you should get hip). Want one? $15!!!! That's it!!! Let me know in the next week cause there will be no more production after that.

Last week, Apartment 15's faithful and free internet provider of eight months, Strugville, deserted us. He has left temporarily before but usually only until the next morning. After a few days we knew Strugville was really gone. My free trial of Photoshop also expires in four days, and yesterday my MacBook shut off as soon as I unplugged it. Technological access is at an all-time low, and I've caught myself doing really archaic activities like etching a zinc plate and reading the New Yorker. Summer vaca starts in a month, aka less posting, less life online, more drawing, more real life. There are like 50 zillion things to look forward to but none of them are happening today!

I did this awhile ago and I just scanned it now because I need the hair for something else. It's one of a two beasts I drew inspired by sheepdogs, Where the Wild Things Are, and the Margiela wig coat. The other one went to a Bestiarium exhibit at the Bologna Children's Book Fair which took place last month, and I think it's touring to other countries? I don't know. I think the only proper place for this beast would be on a very large poster. Okay I have to go back to working on: the first LVEO publication (to be released mid-late May), sewing a bunch of crop tops/tanks for a silkscreen project, and exactoing like mad for some big cut-paper posters.

"If blindness belongs to old age, it also belongs to infancy. We cannot remember seeing as infants, and so in a sense we all began blind and remained that way for several years. How did I see as an infant, and what did I see? One of the reasons I cannot answer those questions is that memory is necessary for vision. Everything from the first few years of my life is lost to me, partly because I was not old enough to remember seeing, to think of seeing while it was happening. In the most elementary way, seeing and memory go together, and the blindness of my infancy was a time when sight and memory were not yet linked. . . This infantile blindness is not physical blindness, but it is more than just a metaphor. If I have no visual memory whatsoever from those first few years, in what sense was I not blind?"
From The Object Stares Back: On the Nature of Seeing by James Elkins.

Seeing, interpreting, drawing, remembering. What do you see and what kind of line does it turn into and what does it mean much later? I've had sketchbooks since the middle of high school that link drawings to the most specific memories. A drawing of a cup of tea--one of dozens--may mean it was 5 pm on New Year's Eve in 2006 with Ryan Larry at Pannikin and it was raining.

You can hang with us

1 Wednesday afternoons with Chelsey
2 ALL THE TIME with me

1 collage by mom featuring Micachu and the Shapes. thanks mom.
2 youth, YES

How bad have I become at updating? So bad. Remember when I used to post every day? I've been busy doing more intellectual things like writing for The Motivated Youth -- see my zine post and doll post.

Okay, here is a brief update that is thoroughly unintellectual:

1. Fell on the ground in the pouring rain yesterday in front of about twenty New School students.

2. Got Photoshop finally, rendering my MacBook nearly useless.

Seriously, how much effort does it take to crop?

3. Made a virtual bologna sandwich lololol




4. Toured Brigette around NYC for a few hours and only did the important things like go to Sugar Sweet Sunshine. Brought Yoon a Sunshine cupcake (yellow frosting) back to Studio 15 packaged with serious rumi love.


Uhh that's all for now, and if I don't post again for another week it's because I'm at Brooklyn Bridge Park sitting in 75 degree sun!!!!!! Here's some more food to top it off