Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Hello
I am moving my blog to here from right here.

05.29.2013 moldy oldies

05.25.2013 for an April baby (a little late)

05.24.2013 for the road

Tuesday, May 21, 2013

 05.16.2013 Lab portal

 05.18.2013

 05.20.2013 monster pants

 05.16.2013

05.15.2013

 05.20.2013

05.20.2013

Tuesday, May 14, 2013

 05.08.2013 in progress for Gladtree

05.09.2013 AZ/DC (we had a good time this week)

 05.10.2013 working it

 05.12.2012 Luxury Comedy (ooo yeah)

05.13.2013

 05.13.2013

 05.13.2013 Here we grow.

05.06.2013 Some loose costume designs for a play my friend Lisa has written.

05.09.2013 My landlady is pretty great.

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Thank you Mr. Harryhausen.

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Sunday, May 05, 2013


 04.28.2013 Auburn, MA

 05.01.2013 mom and dad sleep over

05.02.2013 AZ/DC make candles.

 05.03.2013

 05.03.2013

 04.27.2013

05.04.2013 Melissa St. Pierre

05.05.2013 Where my grandma would send my mom to make potholders with nuns.

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enjoying......

Bibotorium
Scout Cuomo
Gregory Euclide
Samantha French
Michael Gaughan - Golden Gate Bridge Jumper
Saya Woolfalk - Plant Alchemy

Saturday, April 27, 2013

 04.18.2013 neighbors

 04.18.2013

04.18.2013 turtles have short legs

 04.17.2013

 04.18.2013 Lab
 05.24.2013 gradient

 05.24.2013 Tag Team

04.25.2013 trappings

04.25.2013

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My friend Hillary took me to see the Blue Herons' nests at Arcadia Wildlife Sanctuary last Saturday. A bald eagle tried to attack the colony (rookery). Half of the birds flew out of the tree at the same time to chase off the eagle and the ones that were left in the nests stood straight up with their beaks pointing so pointedly at the sky. It was really powerful, they are large birds and I could feel them take off even though we were on the opposite bank of the marsh. Hillary's favorite part was when the birds came back to land in the trees.

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I recently got to experience a performance of Jeff Huckleberry during Reach Fest.  I was a little late so I did not get to see the very beginning. I felt a little terrified but extremely connected to the character before me rolling around embracing a pile of 2 x 4s with bottles of beer stuffed into all the pockets of his work pants and wind chimes strung around his genitals stuffed into his pants. Is he clownish?  He has a big red nose on. I am made a little nervous by clowns.  His rolling is so deliberate and this work is hard.

He has left the ground coffee to get ground some more by his power sander in a box (and the coffee has touched his head and shoulders first). He sits on a chair in a larger box, pulls out his wind chimes to dangle and pours a 30 rack of beer over his head slowly.

He only makes grunts and breathing sounds for the duration of the performance.       

The following is from an interview with Jeff Huckleberry in response to when he started working with wood.

I started working with lumber when I was working on my thesis show in 2003. I was exploring some of the “characters” that were/are directly involved with my development as a person, namely my Dad, his father (a master carpenter), and my Scout Master. Sometimes when I see my shadow on the street I get startled and think that my Dad is standing next to me. That shadow is often represented by pieces of lumber, or by the activity of cutting boards, or by the smell of saw dust, or most directly, by the sweat dripping off my nose while bent over some impossible task. The lumber, if it represents anything other than itself, is the hard work of making work. The lumber is also very much a kind of minimalist art project that could be viewed as separate from its possible meanings and interpretations (impossible?). Lumber, in all shapes and sizes has the potential for any number of possible physical relationships. Wood is one of those materials that will accept me no matter how ineptly or masterfully I interact with it. So, I keep using it.


Wednesday, April 17, 2013

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04.07.2013

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04.14.2013

04.15.2013

Thursday, April 04, 2013


 03.28.2013 plant palace platform peeking

03.28.2013


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REACH Fest is coming, participating artists.

04.03.2013 my Steiger windows for Reach Fest 

 04.03.2013 cut away

 04.03.2013 Watcher with arms and clubs


can you feel me under here (I am waiting for us to vibrate in time with each other)

I am pretending I don't feel you in the room.

green ghost arms construct
blue faces float
the color is revealed at night

I feel the rigidity overtaking me.
I don't want it to happen, but it is.

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free cabin porn

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