April 2011
8 posts
March 2011
18 posts
Look, it's you and me
…and I’m the cat.
This is pretty great. You know how sometimes things are so good that they make you anxious because you haven’t made anything in a while and you hate yourself for it but you just can’t do it right now?
Meanwhile...
by Brandon Jan Blommaert via I’m Revolting Really I’m just happy to live in a world where things like this are dreamed up and executed. LONG LIVE THE GRAPHIC INTERCHANGE FORMAT.
Heart-Shaped Box
“I felt terrified of time and age, the constant movement of things beyond my control.” -March 2006, from an old journal The above photo was taken 5 years ago, in March. It is my childhood bedroom, with the bunk bed and the floral duvet that I later cut apart and sewed into a dress. That window! Those pink walls! Polaroids taped into a grid! Over the years I’ve built and ...
Rediscovered my love of cocktails last night. Meowing ensued. Now I’m a professional metronome.
Anonymous asked: you remind me of alison pill (not just in looks but what I'd imagine she would be like in private?) & the film shopgirl? If you've seen it, the bit when she goes out to take pictures in the middle of the night especially reminds me of what I'd think you'd be like.
I came to say I love your work and often find myself on the train thinking about it.
I came to say I love your work and often find myself on the train thinking about it.
Homage to My Hips
by Lucille Clifton
these hips are big hips. they need space to move around in. they don’t fit into little petty places. these hips are free hips. they don’t like to be held back. these hips have never been enslaved, they go where they want to go they do what they want to do. these hips are mighty hips. these hips are magic hips. i have known them to put a spell on a man and spin...
My analyst warned me, but you were so beautiful I...
Chapter One. He adored New York City. He idolized it all out of proportion. Eh uh, no, make that he, he romanticized it all out of proportion. Better. To him, no matter what the season was, this was still a town that existed in black and white and pulsated to the great tunes of George Gershwin. Uh, no, let me start this over. Curled up and watched Manhattan last night, for maybe the 500th...
The Beautiful Poem
Working on saucy new animated bits for a commission from The King of Sauce himself, Todd Verow. To Miss Egret- That depends on your definition of ‘pornographic’! I am interested in exploring different ways to describe sex beautifully, tastefully, and honestly. Porn very often cheapens it, turns it into something shameful or sad. I don’t think sex is sad! I think it’s...