Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Francis Picabia at Michael Werner Gallery
Printemps, 1942-1943
Portrait de Suzanne, 1941
Composition, ca. 1940
Paul Lee at Modern Art
Untitled (cut rock), 2011
Untitled (washcloth horizon), 2011
Untitled (tambourine), 2011
Untitled (washcloth horizon), 2011
Charles Bukowski: riots
riots
I've watched this city burn twice
in my lifetime
and the most notable event
was the reaction of the
politicians in the
aftermath
as they
proclaimed the injustice of
the system
and demanded a new
deal for the hapless and the
poor.
nothing was corrected last
time.
nothing will be changed this
time.
the poor will remain poor.
the unemployed will remain
so.
the homeless will remain
homeless
and the politicians,
fat upon the land, will thrive
forever.
Claire Fontaine at Metro Pictures
I didn't really know what I was doing but that's how I work, 2011
Identifying Success, 2011
Monday, November 28, 2011
Charles Bukowski: like a dolphin
like a dolphin
dying has its rough edge.
no escaping now.
the warden has his eye on me.
his bad eye.
I'm doing hard time now.
in solitary.
locked down.
I'm not the first nor the last.
I'm just telling you how it is.
I sit in my own shadow now.
the face of the old people grows dim.
the old songs still play.
hand to my chin, I dream of
nothing while my lost childhood
leaps like a dolphin
in the frozen sea.
ROYAL RUMBLE AT WAFFLE HOUSE curated by Michael Nevin, Vita Zaman, and Olivier Babin
In case you happen to be in Miami,
please join us for the opening of ROYAL RUMBER AT WAFFLE HOUSE,
a group opening on Tuesday, November 29, 4-6pm
Please also come and see us at NADA, booth P13
C L E A R I N G
505 Johnson Avenue, #10
Brooklyn, NY, 11237
USA
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Andrea Bowers at Andrew Kreps Gallery
Sisterhood Is Blooming, 2011
Fuck Officework, 2011
Angela Davis-You Are Welcome in This House (In Honor of Julian Madyun), 2011
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Charles Bukowski: working through it all
working through it all
the bravery of some is close to fear
and the fear of some is close to
bravery
and I admire a brave man more than a fearful
man,
and sometimes I am one or the other
and often I am neither.
that's when I'm best: neither brave nor
fearful
just cracking nuts in my warm
alcove.
as flowers strain to grow
as music strives to please
as the ladies love
others.
Friday, November 25, 2011
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