“I am a deserter” - Marcel Duchamp I looked out the window. The leaves were turning yellow… turning towards death … or turning towards resurrection … No. Death … Duchamp said when we die consciousness leaves us and we vanish ... "I came to … [Read more...]
Endgame (May you live in interesting times – Chinese Curse)
I walked out of the bookstore, grateful for fresh air. I looked up a poster announcing an upcoming reading by Karl Ove Knausgård. I turned my head and looked at The Gluten-Free Bakery next door. “I stay in the shade. It’s marvelous. Everyone else, … [Read more...]
Concealing The Light From The Lit
" … the milieu of chess players is far more sympathetic than that of artists." A man at The Remainders Table was pointing at my sketchbook. " … huh?…" "… I have come to the personal conclusion that while all artists are not chess players, all … [Read more...]