There is a better than reasonable chance that if you lie down in the sticky clippings you won’t get back up #7
Wolf Kahn
On tour once we were laying in a long sloping green grass field, freshly cut, full of huge moist chunks of clippings, like slabs of delicious green cake. I was allergic to them and sneezed.
On the bridge walking over from Maverick to my Wolf Kahn space, around eight thirty last night, I became aware that my shoes were wet. I was carrying my sleeping bag and pillow, moving to my new hole. I wondered how it can be that this is now my life, and how everything I’ve worked on for the past four years can all have suddenly become like a distant piece of weather. This thought in a good way, of course – I am writing now at 9am in my studio, after eating a legit breakfast, after making crap until 2am – but in a shocking way too. I spent much of yesterday wondering what else in my life can be remade as I like – my mobile sleep space, my work space, my schedule, my work itself, abandoned buildings, trains, roads – and all I could think of that remains without my explicit decision to hold onto it is my name.
Guiding handgame wisdom for all journeying motherfuckers with planless anarchy lives and shoes that are taking on water =
Concentration (clap clap clap)
Sixty Four (clap clap clap)
No Repeats (clap clap clap)
or Hesitations (clap clap clap)
I slept in Kahn last night with my head by the window. I woke up in a dream just before dawn and got halfway out of bed to start drawing before I realized what time it was. A ripping thunderstorm woke me just after dawn. I dreamed that Leah’s door was covered in strange notes, and that James came into my studio to hang out, and we hung out for a while, and then he left. I watched “The Valet” with him last night. It was pretty funny.
I don’t have much new to report since I’ve mostly been working, except that it looks like I’m going to send probably my Cocomo project and accompanying drawings(?) to <a href=”http://www.annawolf.com”>Anna Wolf</a> for this <a href=”http://www.untitled-a-magazine.com/”>magazine</a> she works on, for January 09 print, and that’s exciting. J Roc and I are also going to do a split art book, out December, but I don’t know any details of that. I’m doing a 40 panel drawing project re: my favorite Velvet Underground song “Some Kinda Love” that I’m sort of terrified to start because I’ll have to finish it, but it’s sketched out and ready to go, and now that I have an art studio instead of a writing studio (though I’m still here as a writer, and spending my majority of time writing), it might happen.