Thursday, November 29, 2007
November 29, Hyde Park, Chicago: Morning, Noon, and Night
Symptom: you realize that you can't help the way you think, or look, or notice.
Cure: it is what it is. Holiday party. No costumes necessary.
Bonus outsider input: "You are a genius to the extent that you are able to challenge the sociohistorical conditions of your identity." Kristeva
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Que pense-t-elle?
Hands across America
Monday, November 26, 2007
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Say no more
Symptom: thanksgiving decorations must be passé: you have not seen one cardboard turkey, there is a paucity of gourds, the color combination of orange, brown, and yellow is no where to be seen. Additionally, at a recent dinner party, you realized that the generation behind you no longer knows what a "dunce cap" is, much less what it looks like.
Cure: Chicago--St. Paul, MN--Crystal, ND--St. Paul, MN--Chicago: be thankful. Be a pilgrim. Avoid dunces. Embrace doors.
xo
Monday, November 19, 2007
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Friday, November 16, 2007
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Sightly: rhythm is here (oblique portraits con't)
Monday, November 12, 2007
Cautionary tales
Sunday, November 11, 2007
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Hieroglyph
Thursday, November 8, 2007
There are ghosts everywhere sometimes
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
Whatever is called for
Monday, November 5, 2007
She's a burger, she's a bee, she's a bounty
Symptom: when you were 10, your mother forbade you from dressing up as the half-man/half-woman---the line right down the face, make-up and mustache. You then had to simply opt for the 100% Lone Ranger. White jeans, a mask, and a mustache.
Cure: carefully study re-framing practices. Recall that things are still telling. Continue removing your mustache.
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