Thursday, March 31, 2011

DuSTiNG tHe BoNe CLoSeT...

*Installation View, Great Divide - Table and Chairs. Chromogenic Print.

On view at The Glass House Record Store
april 9 - may 6
Opening Reception- Downtown Pomona Art Walk:
sat. apr. 9th, 6-9 pm

All this noise is making me nervous
I feel every slammed door and drunken laugh
Sometimes there's no room for breathing
Take me to a colony and leave me in Antarctica
The living germs keep these buildings alive
And every day we feed them with our dirt and rotten memories


Wednesday, March 23, 2011

~ SpiRiTS CoNjUREd ~ read all about it in new zine...

* 14 pg.
3.75 in. X 2.63 in.

* available indefinitely.
* no cost.
* postage paid.
* will ship internationally. a universe suddenly divested of illusions and lights, man feels an alien, a stranger. His exile is without remedy since he is deprived of the memory of a lost home or the hope of a promised land. This divorce between man and his life, the actor and his setting, is properly the feeling of absurdity.
-Albert Camus