Thursday, February 14, 2008

How to grow an exoskeleton (or, self-preservation while blindfolded)

Excerpt (of shockingly and extraordinarily poor quality), Vito Acconci, Blindfolded Catching, 1970. Ignore the's just background noise, not part of the clip.

I think I need a new heart

Candy: a bridge between the digital and the corporeal.

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

Williamsburg's answer to Mardi Gras

I am walking down the street in Brooklyn on a softly spitting Ash Wednesday morning and looking down at a sidewalk that greets me with this, an adamant pile of rocks calling out:

So maybe some kid just dumped his fishbowl in the gutter. Or maybe, somehow, the world is woven with invisible threads tying people to cities, to hours.

Somewhere, sometime, Wynton Marsalis said that in New Orleans culture doesn't come down from on high, that it bubbles up from the streets.

Nabokov, Shmabokov!

" Britain retail chain Woolworths withdrew from sale a bed for six-year-old girls called the Lolita Midsleeper Combi after receiving complaints from parents. 'We had to look it up on Wikipedia,' said a store spokesman. 'But we certainly know who she is now.'"

[from Harper's Weekly, 05 February 2008]