Archive for September 11th, 2009
I remember certain postcards suddenly became valuable…
El Rey Gnomo is snoring on the bed. My sinuses seem to be pushing snot into each other with a cast iron plunger. George McCrae is singing “Rock Your Baby”, which is a “disco song” but well, I just don’t know.
The art season started last night. Thousands thronged the streets of Chelsea to go to the first openings.
After another year of frustration, wrangling and empty holes in the ground, America should designate this as the national day of thinking about unfinished business. Leave the hole unfilled, the wound open. Let it be the place where we can all come annually to throw our abandoned good intentions and unfinished projects. The repository of unhealed hurt. Of unredeemed loss.
I like to think people can bridge any division. I’m a good American like that. But there are things no monument or office tower can paper over. Perhaps that’s not a bad thing. Easy resolutions mean we can go back to not paying attention.
Here are two drawings I made today, without “thinking about it”:
Tags: daily photo, drawing, mourning, new york life
