Thursday, October 22, 2009

new little painting

Strider by Beverly Cleary

It takes place a couple years after the end of Dear Mr. Henshaw, and Leigh Botts has grown a lot. One day, while walking on the beach, he and his friend, Barry, find a stray dog who they name Strider. They each share custody of the dog, in the same way divorced parents share custody of their children (Leigh is never given into the custody of his father). However as time goes on Barry takes care of the dog less and less, which causes trouble for Leigh until he takes full custody. He joins the track team, and has a crush on a girl with red hair.

via wikipedia

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

new ba-loons!





see it HERE

above via mcguffin0

'Pride'



-----------------by Lynn and me (and actually from today!)

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Opening Quote



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It may be that friendship is nourished on observation and conversation, but love is born from and nourished on silent interpretation…The beloved expresses a possible world unknown to us…that must be deciphered.


------------------------Gilles Deleuze, Proust and Signs, as quoted by Rivka Galchen ------------------------in Atmospheric Disturbances

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Ricardo Reis via Fernando Pessoa

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I want the flower you are, not the one you give.
Why refuse me what I don't ask of you?
---You'll have time to refuse
---After you've given.
Flower, be a flower to me! If, ungenerous, you're plucked
By the hand of the ill-omened sphinx, you'll wander forever
---As an absurd shadow,
---Seeking what you never gave.

---------------------------------------21 October 1923

Rinko Kikuchi momentary press fragments (text deleted) -- what i was talking about








Rinko Kikuchi in...




Monday, October 12, 2009

Recovery (cont.)


(G.E. Madeley (fl. 1826-1841) after G. Spratt, The Circulating Library, ca. 1830)

Gosh, what to say? A cryptic Coil reference and now this... Well, recorded a new track with Matt today for an upcoming special Pacific Blush single, it sounds great. He sounds like Genesis P-Orridge, in a a really good way. Um, did a new ambient track... Went through old cassettes looking for songs which I couldn't find. Instead, came across four I had thought lost, one I had forgotten and another which I had initially mixed down losing a hidden song on the third track... Oh, four tracks I miss thee...

Uh, started work on a new dummy for my next picture book (I sent my first in years out last week and am now crawling for an agent). Hopefully, can get it done this week. Then if it's right I'll redo it in glorious large size with some nice permanent marker ala me three recent doodles on my walls and nightstand.

Wrote a few new scratches at poems and have founds a few ships worth to revise.

Matt related a very scary dream he had where there was a woman who was killing everyone all over the world and had made it to our street, or at least was influencing it, via a door-to-door saleswoman. I died.

Even though I've rereleased two albums, released one new, finished a dummy for a picture book, and am nearly finished on my next album - with lots of demos for the followup - and a more... I feel like I have nothing to show for myself... Very strange feeling.

Anyway... There's also some strange and great intersections of thoughts and actions on love but that's for later I guess.

Thursday, October 08, 2009

Tonight (etc)



(picture by Theodore Kittelsen)

Today I wrote a cover letter and submitted my new picture book to a children's book publisher. In a few months I will know what they thought. This is my third picture book, that I've submitted, the first two had enough rejections that I decided to rework them.

On another note I had two poems rejected, er, sent back, tonight. Which was a bummer. But, they were my first poetry submissions in ages and so I don't feel too bad, well I do but I know I shouldn't. I have a few other poetry submissions I'm prepping, so hopefully, something something.

The essay I said I had finished I had until I came across some old diaries from the time period the essay focuses on and realized I wanted to do more with it. So it looms...

The second and third Aiko Planetarium LPs are in progress, with the second being basically done, it just needs a few little touches... The third is mostly demos at this point. The second in something I'd started years ago, the third is something I started at the end of this past spring.

Aside from that someone offered to make me a Szechuan dish, which is great and sweet of them. Lest I let the fruit rot on the vine, as my friend put it.

My body image issues are so out of whack and I feel very horrible in that arena... Luckily a good friend of mine who is beautiful and as it turns out has experience in this mire has lent an ear and friendly advice.

Also, I'm sure that this path I have found as a writer is more difficult and strange than I had ever imagined.......

That said I went on and did three personalized promos for Japanese Alice releases (my itty-bity virtual label which has released the great Pacific Blush debut and will soon release the even more amazing follow-up!)... hopefully they'll see what I see if not more........

"tiger mountain" calling...

Tuesday, October 06, 2009

October mixromix



mixromix one

1. cold cell - coil
2. chinese song - nancy sit
3. leo, are you still jumping out of windows
---in expensive clothes? - my little airport

4. why do i feel - the shaggs
5. 好き好き大好き - jun togawa
6. what grows - lotus plaza
7. straight to heaven - papaya paranoia
8. the bloodbells chime - current 93
9. white nights - psychic tv
10. lotus rain (live) - syzygys
11. maternity blue - ni-hao!
12. love and anger - kate bush
13. united - throbbing gristle
14. more than this - electrelane
15. spirit lake - coco rosie
16. あいがあふれる - nikaido kazumi

Thursday, October 01, 2009

Jesus...



(painting by Gerhard Richter)

Just finished revising, rewriting, rewriting my essay on Shin and it nearly killed me, or I nearly did. At least I got through the essay. I never, ever, want to have to write that or work like that again. Hopefully it will find a publisher. Solace calling...