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MARCH

Listen, I’m not trying to talk up the surrealists here, I’ve got a lot of problems with those DUDES, but one thing I do thank them for is their focus on this Lautreamont quote : “As beautiful as the chance encounter of a sewing machine and an umbrella on an operating table.” Things pile up and reflect the passing of time and sheer amount of stuff in everyday life. Mundanity is beauty. You get the picture !
So, the other day I was in the express line at the supermarket and realized that it’s really just a surrealist conveyor belt. Ah! the chance encounter of weird meat and a large thing of laundry detergent on checkout counter number one. O ! The chance encounter of a red spoonula and two boxes of frozen borscht at checkout counter number three. I got lost staring at the pairings, and felt lucky to be contributing my own piece to the showcase : the chance encounter of unripe bananas and ginger kombucha.


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! NEW VIDEO !


TOO SWEET WRITE UP ON POST TRASH HERE

! NEW SONG !

A COVER OF "THE PERFECT DAY" BY KATEBOARD FOR THIS OSR COVERS COMP

! UPCOMING SHOWS !

• APRIL 19th @ PIGGIES AMUSEMENT COMPLEX (aka the house I live in) w/ NAPS, LUNG CYCLES and LESSER •
• APRIL 29th @ WESTCHESTER, NY - DON'T THINK I TALK ABOUT THIS ONE YET •
• I WILL ALSO BE AROUND ON SATURDAY (APRIL FOOLS, AS IN THE DAY (THIS IS NOT A PRANK)) AT THE PRINTED MULTIPLES FAIR IN BALTIMORE SELLING STUFF AND HANGING OUT •

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“The support of the underground, it seems like kind of a nice thing, right? And yet everyone tells you to throw it away. That’s always their advice: move out of this dump. As if trying for mainstream success would make a lick of difference. There’s nothing stupider than doing it the official way. It’s so obvious that it doesn’t work. Part of it for me is that my mom was an artist, and she worked all of her life and was neither a failure nor a huge success. She made a ton of beautiful work, had great friends, and led a difficult but dignified life. I’m a lot like her, and that’s my plan, too. So far, so good.”

-Cometbus-

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March reading list as of mar 30 :

julius knipl real estate photographer by ben katchor (completed)
near to the wild at heart by clarice lispector (ongoing)
my most secret desire by julie doucet (completed)
picture this by lynda barry (completed)
the medium is the massage by marshall mcluhan and quentin fiore (completed)
band for life by anya davidson (completed)
cold mountain poems translated by red pine (completed)
test tube by carlos gonzalez (completed)
you’re sorry by harmon butcher (completed)
free pentagram rides by harmon butcher (completed)
i’m ready to feel by harmon butcher (completed)
mcsweeneys 13: the comic issue edited by chris ware

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