Some pictures from the Sacred and Profane

This year's Sacred and Profane was a wet one. I helped my friend Kim with her piece- a giant papier-mache volcano with hand made charcoal for participants to draw on the walls and a nice warm fire to congregate around. We whitewashed the walls in one of the end rooms at the Battery on Friday and then lugged the volcano over on the ferry wrapped in plastic to ward off the rain on Saturday. Around 4 we erupted the volcano with a bunch of red-dyed baking soda and vinegar and then burned the volcano. There was a lot of drawing on the walls too, here are some images from the day- setup and then during the S&P.

todays topic: ye olde vs. ye newe

am i the only one slightly tickled but mostly bothered by all these 'ye olde' blah blah blahs? especially when it's some kind of 'ye olde shoppe' of some kind or another?
i want to see a
YE NEWE
or two.

happy belated birthday, b.

why i love my name so much: there are double consonants in all of the four parts of it.
there is nothing i like more than words with double letters. now, ideally, i prefer double 'o's, but i will take what i can get. and i'm quite satisfied with my lot.
on that note, hear are a few examples of real beauty:

harpoon
harpoon-gun(my favorite word of all time, incidentally.)((it has a great punchiness to it, don't you think? yum.))(((i know it probably counts as two words, but i always slip the hyphen in there to try and loophole around it. hey! loophole's not bad either.)))
kangaroo
('kangaroo pouch' is how i like to hear the word kangaroo best)
monsoon
typhoon
loony
moon
moon-moon
cartoon
a-choo
choo-choo
roost
door
floor
shoot
scoot
brood
blood
zoo

mitosis, 2006
hand-manipulated polaroid with acrylic
and typewritten text

some love graffiti i've collected:

a portrait of brendan.

a few ghosts of halloween past.

coming tomorrow or the next day: pictures of pictures- some of my favorite polaroids from my vast archives, re-taken with a digital camera and reproduced here. i think i'll make this an ongoing periodic post. there are really way too many favorites to display all at one time, anyway.

this is one of my favorite buildings. i bike right by it everyday, when my front tire isn't flat. i love love love the paint colors.and the setting. and everything about it.

i've been thinking lately about elliott smith and his ferdinand the bull tattoo. i love the story of that sweet, hedonistic bull. and the illustrations are great. i had a funny conversation with a friend via facebook recently when i had posted about finding three four-leaf clovers but my cat, derrida, ate one of them. it went back and forth a bit, with me deciding i wanted to write a children's book about jacques derrida eating lucky clovers with my cat playing his namesake. i said to my friend, 'like ferdinand the bull meets deconstruction.' and he wrote back, 'deconstruction. bull. you said it, not me.' i loved that.