Who knows where to even put this stuff?
I wrote a lot of this while I was living in New York, and some even before that. I should probably do more short-form writing like this, only way less sucky and more frequent.
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Who knows where to even put this stuff?
I wrote a lot of this while I was living in New York, and some even before that. I should probably do more short-form writing like this, only way less sucky and more frequent.
June 16th, 2002 Written on the eve of Fathers’ Day 2002 and sent to some close friends and family I send this message to you because you are my closest,…
a modern fairy tale Pulling up the collar of her coat against the breeze that warned of the coming cold, Marianne stepped into the street. How she hated midtown! Midtown…
So the gorgeous girl that lives on the ground floor of my apartment building was checking her mail this morning and she looked so lovely that I just had to…
like a mystery a breeze that blows soft upon my face you touch me with the wind’s gentleness. I can never be sure I only know when you are there…
This is the table Emily and I built and collaged for our Thanksgiving feast this year. Technically, it’s merely a piece of plywood that sits atop a much-smaller table, but it works exactly the way we need it to, because we can lean the tabletop against the wall for easy storage when we’re not having a feast or throwing a party where beer pong will be part of the festivities. The images below are of the process of collaging the table – a weeklong process that lasted almost around the clock. We worked in shifts, day and night, and consulted heavily with each other for each section and used the help and advice of plenty of people in the mix, notably Priscilla and Mario. When we were finished, we did a test collage and laquered it, only to learn that it was a damn good thing that we did because the laquer ruined the paper and would have destroyed the table. Turns out that there’s a place in the Valley, Gavrieli Plastics, that sells Plexi at 50% the going rate at Home Depot (which doesn’t even carry plexi out here for some reason). While the project seems unfinished to me, I like it because it’s a moment in time and we finished it in time (barely) for eating, and now it’s done. It’s covered in years worth of clippings, posters and bits of movie-related stuff, and was an education (to say the least) in just how much crap you need to cover a table this size.
Here are the larger images, blown up from shaky cameraphone pictures that I took during and after the process. The whole thing really pops with the plexiglass on it – it’s really complete. Anyway, if you haven’t seen it in person, you should – come visit and check it out. Some may think of it as an homage to a much older collage and those people would be right, at least in spirit. Whenever we take on a project, it’s always a production.
2009 update: I just re-added the link after my own website solved my problem.
Okay, so you know I went to Prague. I posted about it on my Log many moons ago (it seems), and now I have scanning technology at my disposal and nothing to scan (liar!), so I thought I’d scan some pics. They’ve all been optimized for the web, which means that they’re only slightly less huge than they’d be otherwise, so good luck viewing them. If you like, be sure to let me know on the board. Enjoy.
Some people in these pictures are woefully underrepresented and some, ridiculously over-represented, but, taken as a whole, the collages here are a good representative of the people that helped to make my particular tenure in Baltimore so amazing.
I’m not naming the people here (and I’m not even sure that I could, anymore), because to name them would mandate explaining how they fit in, and that’s just impossible. So look. Enjoy.