i find others’ use of my compositions flattering when done intelligently. but please: if using my work as a platform for your own, have the decency to alter code appropriately. view source, baby. you’ll see. (fixed!)
horrific ranting fit in airport (never take spirit airlines)
everyone knew my context. “oh, he’s the one.”
sisterly phonecall from new orleans: “are you alive..?”
dual email to canada.
hedwig: the movie. “ladies and gentlemen, it’s a carwash!”
alex and heather in the venus room. alex can’t dance.
contrasting laptops: luna versus precious.
su’s (more than likely dismayed) discovery that yes, i will dance to janet jackson. in fact, i’ll stop a conversation in mid-syllable to dance to janet jacskon.
embarrassing nightclub moment (which i won’t talk about).
photographic evidence (which i won’t share).
japanese gardens with lizards. and bunnies!
fightin’ crime.
the helvetica t-shirt: annoy your type snob friends! (or slash the graphic, then staple the motherfucker back together. it’s a punk design gesture, darling.)
…the final round of nominees was a distinguished group and our jurors noted that this candidate pool was among the best they have ever reviewed. however, we regret to inform you that your submission was not selected to be awarded. we thank you for your participation and hope you will join us in november. final decisions will be made public in early september.
at least i made the final judging. i guess.
fuck.
it’s, like, a “thinking” connector. so are “you know” and “um.” it also operates as a spoken comma. the superbonus part is that it’s supercute!
i hate linguistic purists (via mefi).
new thirstype: chester-style. cool, sophisticated, fashionably correct.
except for that hideously outdated picture left over from my hair farmer days. i’m not linking. if you wanna see, hunt it down yourself.
current official portrait: i heart bedhead.
before. during. (after ain’t happened yet.)
a typical day on the job in the fashion imagery industry. alternate title: how self-esteem issues are engineered.
the link in this spot has been retroactively unblogged due to an act of good consicence and mercy to the badly photographed.
-mgmt
warren corbitt, matt owens, charles wilkin, mart higgins, diane sintich, mike pickles…please call, email, or or instant message me at AOL IM user name “kingpatric” as soon as you can. my connection will be up all day.
word in some local news reports is that the flight downed in PA was headed for chicago. other local news reports say that another plane, location undisclosed over national media, was downed over indiana.
i have no idea to the validity of the statements, or if paranoia is hitting home.
in the meantime, chicago is terrified: the business sector has been partially evacuated by private means - no governmental dictums yet - and everyone’s tense. we ‘re trying not to think about it, but we’re afraid we may get hit.
chicago hosts more international business than any other city on the country. all of the exchanges, governmental buildings, and large public buildings have been closed. a few cops have been politely warning downtown businesses that they should send their employees home immediately. i noticed some business owners hosing their buildings down.
all the airports here are completely closed down (especially o’hare, which is usually quite chipper in their claim of “the nation’s busiest airport”) and all ground traffic has been stopped to and from.
on the streets, traffic is moving slowly but orderly. folks are on the streets in parallel spots, their hoods open, with jumper cables hooked up, offering free jumps to anyone needing assistance.
still no word from any of my friends in NYC. they shouldn’t have been n the area, so fingers are crossed.
if you’re in/from an affected city and need to let people know you’re well, check in here.
just heard from charles, mart, and mike: all okay. reports that diane, warren, and matt are also well. whew.
other reports indicate that traffic into/out of world trade center was greatly exaggerated in national media. as well, i’m hearing that winds are blowing the cloud to brooklyn heights, so keep some wet towels for breathin’ easy.
more rumors of planes heading to chicago turned out to be rumors. there have been continued reports of a plane downed in indiana, none of which have been addressed in national media, so i’ll ignore those for now.
now, on to the business of finding someone to blame. ‘cause that’s, like, rilly rilly important. and stuff.
like fireflies after a storm, they emerge.
cnn reports trapped victims making cellphone calls from within the rubble. no link, so i’m considering this unverified. but i like the notion.
wtc memorial (postscript eps): mac | win
copyright-free.
i pan the spinning room, rapt and hot from ovens,
this liquor to find you, slurred in conversation,
working yourself into the flavor, spicing tonight to distract
from the taste you might leave in my mouth.
has anyone ever seen an image of a crying newscaster..?
ooo, that’s really good. i bet bill could shoot it.
but it’s gotta be some huge unnameable tragedy, something national or something.
absolutely. how quickly can you render a flag? we could float it in the background.
god, that’s so perfect. twisted. like, a tragedy that could never happen.
so rick, bill and i made that image based on my five-second sketch.
i only think about it now because i happened to find an old image archive from that project. fucking creepy.
does this say anything to anyone besides me about “seeing is believing?”
interesting writing on artists dealing with our cultural shift. not much analysis, which makes sense—it’s far too early for that—but clear reportage of questions artists must ask themselves.
(although the author does summon that tired old chestnut “art is life.” puke. but we’ll give him that one…)
does anyone have the slightest clue what this guy’s trying to say?
brought to attention over at mefi by my homosexual lover, but derailed by a stupid photoshop joke (typical). deserves discussion.
death to reality TV (i hope). didn’t i ask this two weeks ago..?
entertainment weekly’s current issue, by the way, asks some smart questions about the future of our culture in the light of that little thing that happened a coupla weeks ago. pick up an issue. can’t miss it: big-assed american flag on the cover.
