I’ve been under assault from screens lately. Funny to say that here on a blog, but it’s the truth. This past week has left me feeling unsettled and stupid, and in part I’ve been drugging myself with online entertainment, attention atomizing, info buffet grazing bullshit. It’s all bingeing and purging one might say, a loss… Continue Reading
Tag Archives: self examination
Good-bye Joanna Russ
Finished with Geoff Dyer. In the New York Times I learned about the death of Joanna Russ, whose “The Female Man” and “Pornography by Women, for Women, with Love” were both important to me. The second is, I believe, the first essay to examine Slash fiction, and also provided an important model in allowing me… Continue Reading
Everything old is new again…
For the last few days I’ve been going through the jpgs on my computer, retouching, editing and uploading images of my work from the past thirty-five years or so. One of those obsessive tasks that is both repetitive and emotionally draining. Each images reminds me of other pieces that I have pictures of somewhere, supposedly…. Continue Reading
What I meant when I said that…
Working on the show all day yesterday. At the end of it I told someone else that I was “exhausted”. That was incorrect and I apologize for using that term. Truth is, when I’m working in this way, trying to tune into the individual wants of each piece, I don’t get exhausted, I get absorbed…. Continue Reading
Crawl on in…
There’s so much to get finished this week. Work to complete. I feel on the cusp of some real changes, which most likely means that I’ve already fallen off the edge, but haven’t noticed it yet, a coyote plummeting the second he really looks, down. I have this fantasy that by March’s Ides, I’ll be… Continue Reading
Why you should teach, which is also why I should…
Anyone who knows me knows that I’ve got a bag problem. Every where I go, I carry a bag, usually a large and heavy one. I own more bags and packs than I can really count. And I’m always on the look out for another one. Tale a look inside the one I’m toting, and… Continue Reading
First read the manual…
Not quite bitter and not quite comfortable outside. Had a midtown lunch hour: ran up and down Sixth Ave looking at reading glasses and trying on shoes (in anticipation of actually classing up my act a little bit), which meant that I had to hightail it back to work and chug soup in my office,… Continue Reading
Where I get stuck…
A common place I see people stuck in (including myself) is the the emotional attachment to situations and problems that they have already moved past. It is more comforting to state our situations in terms that we are familiar with than to try to see them as they are. We want the problem we’re used… Continue Reading
The wand or the mill…
Do you believe in the wand or in the mill? One of the reasons Harry Potter is so popular is the allure of the wand: wave it about, and change everything for ever. Transformation, instantaneous and everlasting. Find the trick and poof, you’re all better. When we are in pain, we want to know the… Continue Reading
Til Victory…
Sitting in , listening to Professor Longhair, and marveling at the fact that I’ve had a few days of relative rest. What is that they call it? A holiday? The weather can’t decide if it wants to be autumn or winter, the sky clearing and curdling alternately. I’ve been reading, working on stuff for the… Continue Reading