Venus

Awhile back, I had the awesome experience of being shot by my friend Clayton Cubitt. This is what you look like after breast cancer treatment. Thanks so much to the incomparable Katie Wedlund for styling me.

Woman's work

"So you end up maximizing, rather than minimizing, the risks."-- "Woman's Work"

Hey, homo

Nicky Da B - Go Loko (Official) from Clayton Cubitt on Vimeo.
One thing that's cool about the internet is that you can watch the arc of someone's career play out in real time.

Take, for example, Clayton Cubitt. A long time ago, he lived in a dreampod. And he took pictures of girls (sometimes in trouble). And he worked with meat. And then he die-d (Antwoord). 

Now, he's gone loko.

It's your career. Expanding and contracting. Rising and dipping. The internet where you leave the residue.

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You are no longer distinct

Hey! That's me. Back when I had a mohawk. Or maybe it was when I had a fauxhawk.

In any case, please go read photographer Clayton Cubitt's latest phototreatise. It's a fascinating evaluation of how photography has transformed time. Fall into his dark worm hole.

"What if every phone in every pocket had this technology, and you could consent to have your presence 'photographed' from anywhere on Earth at any time, by sharing your own connection with another artist, and vice versa? Imagine Errol Morris' 'Interrotron' in hyper-realistic 3D, from all angles, at all times. What if a future decentralized social networking platform allowed everyone to connect their capture node, for the use of any other artist, or just a chosen circle of friends? We already use Google Street View for location scouting. What if it enabled us to change to any angle and scrub back and forth in time as well, and from any 'open' node near it, side to side, and from drones above, not just from a single Google car that passed by once?

This is the Constant Moment. This is as close to a time machine as we're likely to get."

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Swim

Really liked this video and images of Marines in the water.

The Marine Corps Instructor of Water Survival Course is among the most physically demanding courses in the Corps. The attrition rate can range from 20 to 50 percent, but students who endure earn the title of MCIWS.

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Experiments

Chemo Port (No Longer There), Chicago, Illinois
I did some experiments lately.

I took a camera class. That led me to realize I don't really care to figure out how my camera works. I should work with it as is or buy a camera from another decade.

I took an improv class. I pretended to flirt with someone at a pretend post office. Afterwards, it occurred to me that I already knew I was willing to do anything in front of a group, no matter how stupid it made me look.

I went to pilates. I'm sick of yoga. Pilates made me feel like my muscles were glued to my skeleton again, rather than engaged in an ongoing internal civil war.

Conclusion: Experimentation is good.

The plight of the unreal writer

Pavilion, Chicago, Illinois

"Yet I don’t feel like a real writer. Both a screenplay based on a true story and a novel based on my own early life came grinding to a halt. Without being egotistical, I’ve been around long enough to know they are both excellent topics, great stories. But I just freeze up after three chapters or a couple of acts. I can’t seem to keep going. The bio-novel made me incredibly anxious, bringing up memories I don’t want to deal with but must to get them on the page. So I tried it as nonfiction, a pop-culture documentary, switching the focus somewhat and looking at events from a more journalistic angle. Nup." -- "Is Journalism Killing My Creativity?"

Clayton Cubitt is always on

My pal photographer Clayton Cubitt has launched a new art magazine/blog. It is very cool. He's famous for, among other things, creating the Hysterical Literature series, seen above.

What began for me in the placental alchemical gloom of darkrooms, the whir of enlarger fans, the cascade of water washing over silver halide prints, has, with the revelatory chime of a computer booting up, evolved into the blue under-lit glow of distributed LCDs, the whir of RAID cooling fans, and the cascade of message notifications from social media. 

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How to take a photo

"You should never use camera to make your pictures. You use yourself, your experience, to make the pictures with the camera. Not the other way around." -- Antonin Kratochvil via The Click

Fashion blogger paparazzi

TAKE MY PICTURE from GARAGE Magazine on Vimeo.
I knew this scene had grown, but I had no idea it was like this. Staged. Peacocks. Preening.

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$krippers

Nokia Music, 'Atlanta Dream$' from Somesuch & Co. on Vimeo.

Interesting short on strip clubs and hip hop directed by Tyrone Lebon, friend of cross-eyed girls.

Finding Vivian Maier

This documentary "Finding Vivian Maier" looks fascinating. Found via The Click.

Green

I really love Marilyn Minter's work. This is "Green Pink Caviar."

Stoyaville

My friend Clayton Cubitt, the artist Molly Crabapple, and superpornstar Stoya are conspiring on an upcoming project: Stoyaville.

Please check it out.

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Superhero

Wall, Lincoln Square, Chicago.

Supermarket

Everything is from somewhere else.

Dinner

Portrait of Stripper Tweets with a soft-boiled egg.

Bang

Atomic skirt.

Cloud Gate

I went to Chicago. I hadn't been there since grad school. Actually, I did return after that. When The Harpoonist got married. But that was many years ago.

It was bigger than I remembered, and I still admired the grand scale of it all. It was cold, and snowed. I saw the L train and the Art Institute and the skyscrapers.

I hadn't been there since Millennium Park was built, so this was my first time seeing the Frank Gehry-designed pavilion, Cloud Gate, pictured here, and Crown Fountain.

I liked the bean the best. A giant glob of frozen mercury. A floating reflection of Narcissus's pool. A woman's pelvis, tilted.

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Jesus

Jesus in a refrigerated case, Mercado Central, Costa Rica.