Anodyne
Saturday, March 12, 2011
 

Chocolate Factory Cactus Garden, 2011

Big (for me); approx. 30" x 40".  This photograph, along with some others, will be on display at CSA Space in November 2011.
Friday, March 11, 2011
 
"Nobody pays me to do this. It is my own choice, to identify with detritus in a place that has declared war on unconvinced recyclers while erecting expensive memorials to the absence of memory."

(Iain Sinclair, Hackney, That Rose-Red Empire: A Confidential Report)
 

Thursday, March 10, 2011
 

Blue, 2011
Wednesday, March 09, 2011
 

Studio, 2011
 

In a Greenhouse, 2011
Tuesday, March 08, 2011
 

La Cienega, 2011

I’m so live with it, look how I did it 
Been bullshittin' but I finally arrived with it 
I know it's late and I took all year but 
You can stop complainin' cause I’m finally here

 

Overland, 2011
 

King's, 2011
Monday, March 07, 2011
 

Edge of a Canyon, 2010-11
Sunday, March 06, 2011
 

Curtis Mayfield's Theme From Claudine
 

Tom Waits and Robert Frank, New York City, 1985, by Ted Barron

"[I] walked up to this scene, and I immediately recognized Robert Frank, because at that point I was probably looking at his photographs every day. I realized who he was photographing, and I made a few photographs while I was watching. I didn’t want to be in the way, and I didn’t want to become part of what was going on."

(viz. certain photographs that appear here from time to time)
 
Why The Archives Changed

A coding/formatting issue I don't really understand recently digested several weeks of historical posts, including an obituary for my late, much-missed friend Bruce Serafin.  The only fix for the bug is to switch the archives' frequency from monthly to weekly collation, which currently -- sigh -- produces a list approximately a hundred miles long.
 
"The desire, then, to rescue all failed works.  Yet it is, admittedly, a utopian fantasy: the idea that no part of the work is ultimately rejected.

Similarly, my refusal to abandon any former lover. When someone I loved and/or slept with turns up years later for lunch, now married, paternal, embarked upon a surprising vacation, my response is invariably one of pleasure. However fragile, I retrieve the utopian image: love is endless."

(Stan Persky, Buddy's)

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