Thursday, February 10, 2011

Thursday, December 16, 2010

EMBARK

video

god bless the eyes that see souls through me, misanthropic and lucid, dreaming a persona real and unreal. i am your daddy, birthday and lunch, a face, a side, a window, i fly. i am not here, you are here, you are standing in for my reality, i cannot be there every time. drive me home, celebrate a return, deep breathing, techniques like wood, like glass, sharp, splinter, soft, inner folds, temperature rises, temperature falls. can you imagine me yesterday? the way that i see you tomorrow? i don't answer questions, you don't ask them. reciprocal. viral. cover. clean. rotted. dreams bleed into reality, my flesh is your flesh, but my teeth are mine. i passed. i fooled you. i get to try again. you have to wait. losers wait.

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

EMBARK SPIRITUAL WEST








speaking in unison, unicorns, and unions, unlike our brothers, we are alcoholic bedroom scenes and partially painted walls. the dust creeps symbolic patterns while i sleep, i hear the colours pink and blue. shouting. knives, sharp points, dreams of the edge. into from where else flight affords, download, scan, depth of charitable portions, things are looking a little less bleak.


(DOCUMENTATION #3, SINGLE DAY INSTALLATION)

Saturday, November 13, 2010

EMBARK SPIRITUAL WEST






sample patience for drowning double vision, the mercurial movement, mostly mediated, a cumulous expression, my face hands spine pelvis, importantly impotent, false, flaccid, transformed.

(DOCUMENTATION #2, SINGLE DAY INSTALLATION)

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

EMBARK SPIRITUAL WEST






the journey has begun.

(DOCUMENTATION #1, SINGLE DAY INSTALLATION)

Monday, October 25, 2010

now he's my very own girlfriend.



memorize this shit and save me.

needy by nature, poser. just change your name to progressive.



shut up shut up this doesn't change anything.
this is my second surprise, only two more maybe.
hey girl hey.

go like him / go like they (we)


shoulda done it before when it was still considered suicide.

Monday, October 11, 2010

le sel de dieu


le sel de dieu pour les gens de dieu.

Monday, September 27, 2010

{ Y E S } - |[{ ALL OF ME }]| PART 4 // ARTIST STATEMENT

{ Y E S }


Golden memories of God Bless America and sunsets in mud, rainbow dope bud, we ask ourself, post-operative mac-daddy st. holy, how do we lead our lives?

These articles number many; a few melancholy, misanthropic ideas, magnified. In the myopic universe, we cannot commit to unity – not one, but many. Temperate once, now a yellowish shade of alcoholic patriotism, fade in, fade out, reality wanes, tête à tête, we are made.

Nothing out of the ordinary here. These are the collective memories, mementos and emotions that make up our history and ourself, prize fighter 10 pounds lighter, in and out, we couldn’t get any higher.

And then, a transformation occurs. Proof, that two bodies, total opposites, can become one - if we truly will it to be so. The paragon of potential. Everything is possible.

This is where we came from. This is where we are going.

Say yes.

{ Y E S } - |[{ ALL OF ME }]| PART 3



{ Y E S } - |[{ ALL OF ME }]| PART 2