Food For Gay Horses

"The History of the Queer Crop Code: Symbology in the Settlement Era"

2010-09-03T10:54:00.000-07:00

An amazing article by my friend and fellow queer/artist Cindy Baker (that includes a photo of my hanky tattoo) was just published in the most recent issue of NO MORE POTLUCKS!

SOOOO GOOD!

Red Carpet Walk (video)

2010-08-06T13:55:00.000-07:00

The first part of my Red Carpet Walk went without a hitch... Well, almost. Here is a video shot by my lovely friend, Orlando Lopez, of me getting mowed off the road by two Montreal city workers. I guess they weren't into performance art.

I'll be posting my return route (taking place on August 14th) in the upcoming days.

((You can check out more videos of the performance on Orlando's YouTube page.))

Red Carpet Walk (Date and time!)

2010-07-20T13:51:00.000-07:00

In my previous post I neglected to mention the time of the performance.

Red Carpet Walk (Allez)

LEAVE MY HOUSE - 14:00
ARRIVE AT GALLERY - 21:00 (if all goes well!)

Rain or shine!!!

Red Carpet Walk

2010-07-17T11:07:00.000-07:00

I will be performing a work entitled Red Carpet Walk (Allez/Retour), as part of the Nostalgies du present exhibition at Gallerie CIRCA.

The performance will take place in two parts, the first of which (Allez) will take place on Saturday July 24th, between my home in Verdun and the gallery at 372 Ste-Catherine Street W. I will move from my doorstep to the interior of the exhibition space by walking along a 2-metre long red carpet that I will constantly (re)place in front of me as I go. On Saturday August 14th, I will repeat the performance (Retour) but in the opposite direction, walking from the gallery back to my apartment.

Here is a map and a link to the route for the (Allez) leg of my journey. Come and have a look if you are interested in watching me attempt to become the producer and product of my own fame.

View Larger Map

((I will post a link with the (Retour) journey following the first performance.))

The performance is a version of a work entitled The Red Carpet Treatment, that I performed in Kuopio, Finland as part of the ANTI-Festival last September. In that instance, I walked around the city on the red carpet for 5 days in a row.

trick my lillies to come in and out

2010-06-15T19:18:00.000-07:00

First three "gay" movies I ever watched:

Trick

Lilies

In & Out

twinkie squad

2010-06-04T09:05:00.000-07:00

COVER (video)

2010-05-23T08:59:00.000-07:00

This is an excerpt from my new video entitled COVER. It is currently being shown at Eastern Bloc (7240 Clark) for the SIGHTandSOUND Exhibition - May 24-27.

COVER

v. To place something over or upon to conceal or protect.

n. (music) A rerecording of a previously recorded song; a cover song.

This video explores the play between two definitions for the word "cover". I perform a version of a rock song by singer PJ Harvey, by hugging a set of speakers against my body while the music plays. This gesture changes the sonic character of the music to produce a "cover" of the original song. It also serves to stifle some of Harvey's extreme vocals. By inhabiting this space between between repetition and protection, I hope to raise questions around the nature of performance, authenticity, and control within musical production.

HyperFlesh Markup Language (HFML)

2010-05-16T19:01:00.000-07:00

HyperFlesh Markup Language

oh shit mom!

2010-05-10T06:48:00.000-07:00

(one day late for mother's day...)

retweeting ancient history

2010-05-07T12:39:00.000-07:00

I was the guy in his bed.

BANANA LEMONADE GARAGE SALE

2010-05-04T20:09:00.000-07:00

Collaborative Garage Sale w/ Sheena Hoszko

Sunday, May 7th 2010
3551 Verdun St.
12:00–18:00

||*FROZEN BANANAS\\*//LEMONADE\\*//GARAGE SALE*||

imaginationz!

2010-04-22T10:46:00.000-07:00

food for gay horses (examples)

2010-04-20T20:11:00.000-07:00

Tik Tok ++

2010-04-17T18:11:00.000-07:00

why are there so many conspiracy theories about rainbows?

2010-04-14T09:05:00.000-07:00

"What is oozing out of ground that allows this type of effect to happen? Not just around our sun and our moon anymore. Everywhere we look, the visible spectrum is rainbows. This cannot be natural."

remember tori amos?

2010-04-12T22:39:00.000-07:00

remember the 90s?
remember vhs or CDs?
remember the relevance of narrative music videos?

CTRL+W33D = ZOMG!

2010-04-07T06:59:00.000-07:00

Yesterday I gave you my favorite blog. Now here's a taste of my favorite tumblr:

CTRL+W33D

AMAZINGNESS day after day after gay day.

Ickaprick & Ironpussy

2010-04-06T06:30:00.000-07:00

If you don't already read this AMAZING blog about harm reduction, sex workers rights, sexual health, social work, and queer culture, I think you could start with this article:

Witch Hunting is the New Barebacking

Once you've finished, and if you enjoy Nico's perspective and line of critical questioning, keep exploring and reading. This stuff is my daily bread.

Fo' realz.

could be honeycomb...

2010-04-05T16:16:00.000-07:00

wait

2010-03-31T05:47:00.000-07:00

wait for an appropriate moment
disclose your hiv status
wait

slow grindin to for ladies only , for da ladiez

2010-03-25T19:51:00.001-07:00

Strip Clip

2010-03-14T22:14:00.000-07:00

I will not make any more boring art

2010-03-13T14:15:00.000-08:00

TextEdit.app; Window width=32"; Helvetica, Bold, 48 pt; Type "I will not make any more boring art."; Repeat until you fuck-up.

straight dudes

2010-03-08T21:20:00.001-08:00

Straight Dude (SD): Is your neck so delicate?
Gay Horse (GH): Pardon?
SD: Why are you wearing a scarf inside?
GH: Ummm... cause it's around MY NECK. Why?
SD: I'm just curious.
GH: Bi-curious?
SD: (scowl)
GH: (glare)

right now no bullshit - m4m - 32 (lachine)

2010-02-27T12:43:00.000-08:00

my wife has gone to the well never mind where she just gone for the weekend. i spent last night jerking off and i just settled down in front of my pc and redtube ,,, god damn it im tiered of jerking off. so if some one is not to busy and is wanting to cum over suck me off, jerk all over my slightly chubby body im down like right now ill put my cock back in my boxers and wait for you.

gay horse

2010-02-25T20:02:00.000-08:00

PWIF'd

2010-02-24T19:51:00.000-08:00

PWIF'd tumblr

pear in mind...

2010-02-22T12:35:00.000-08:00

... I've got my mother's child bearing hips.

San Fran Trip Strip!

2010-02-19T17:09:00.000-08:00

marry me, chicken?

2010-01-28T19:11:00.000-08:00

What is love?

ASCIImeo

2010-01-20T14:19:00.000-08:00

These are screen shots of my Full Disclosure video which has been transformed into ASCII code through the use of an awesome video player called ASCIImeo. It was designed by Peter Nitsch.

Amazing!

[via today and tomorrow]

i'm a bit choked up about this

2010-01-19T19:46:00.000-08:00

Kate McGarrigle passed away from cancer earlier today leaving this little French-Canadian queer feeling quite sad and reminiscent.

I remember my mom and I taking road trips to visit friends in southern Ontario, driving down the Trans-Canada highway, with our windows down and listening to Kate and Anna McGarrigle blasting from the car speakers. They were my favorite to listen to and we'd play the tape, recorded from my mom's collection of scratchy vinyl, over and over again until I'd fall asleep or we'd finally arrive. It was an epic and formative experience to say the least.

I called my mom today and we talked about these road trips and how close to home this felt. My mom is the same age as Kate and I've always associated the two in my mind. When I listen to a McGarrigle sisters album or watch them in concert or on t.v. I tend to think about my mom raising me in her little house in the middle of the Laurentians.

There's also something specifically Quebecois-Canadian about these memories, just like Kate's music. I don't know, it's hard to pin down: road trips; nature; folk music; two languages under one nation/person... And of course, there's also something profoundly motherly and warm about her music, at least for me. I think that's why I'm so choked up about it all.

My thoughts are with the McGarrigle and the Wainwright families. I wish them all the best.

Rest in peace Kate.

Alternorthern Exhibit

2010-01-11T18:58:00.001-08:00

So... when did you figure out that you had AIDS? is one of three video works that I will be exhibiting as part of the Alternorthern exhibition at the LAB in San Francisco next month.

Here is an excerpted description of the show from the LAB's website:

“Alternorthern” was conceived in the tension that exists between nationalism, globalization, and individualism: the exhibition is a product of both cultural values and cultural hybridism. The nine artists in this exhibition function similarly in that they use their own identities to make gestures that transgress time and space. Each artist in the exhibition is Canadian, yet each creates work that speaks to issues pertinent to both Canadian and global geographic and political landscapes.

The show runs from February 12th to March 6th. The opening is February 12th from 6-9pm.

Hope to see you there!

mysterious emails from abroad

2010-01-10T19:19:00.000-08:00

I received two very enticing images in my email today. No context was given. No name was offered up. They appear to have been sent from an AT&T networked mobile phone with a 714 area code (Orange County, CA).

Exhibit A.

Exhibit B.

I do not recognize the person with manicured nails and long, black hair posing in the first image.

I do recognise that the teddy bear bun looks delicious!

It seems whoever sent these knows that:

a) I'm going to be San Francisco in a month;
b) I'm a bear;
c) I like bread.

Curious... If you have any information about these or if you were the person who sent me these wonderful images, please let me know.

new video work

2010-01-05T17:47:00.000-08:00

COVER

v. To place something over or upon to conceal or protect.

n. (music) A rerecording of a previously recorded song; a cover version; a cover song.

This video explores the play between the different meanings for the word cover. For the duration of a song I will cover a set of speakers with my body. This gesture will muffle the sound and change the sonic character of the music, in effect producing a "cover" version of the original.

hand sanitizer: annoint thyself!

2009-11-12T06:19:00.000-08:00

Here's a little quote from a piece on CBC.ca debating the effectiveness of hand sanitizer in protecting oneself from Swine Flu. Personally I look at this as fodder for a performance piece about mass media, capitalism, and religious ritual... or harbinger of apocalypse! (I jest... no really.)

"In the absence of agreement among experts, hand-sanitizer sales are soaring. And while no one has alleged that companies selling disinfectant products are exploiting the public's fear, those companies are producing significant profits.
Clorox Co. has directly credited swine flu fear for driving up sales of its Lysol disinfectant wipes. It reported earnings were up 23 per cent in the last quarter.

Other companies, such as Minnesota-based EcoLab Inc., and Ohio-based Steris Corp., have predicted sales of their alcohol-based hand sanitizer will double or even triple within the year.
'This is about the power of commerce,' said Nancy Tomes, professor and chair of the history department at Stony Brook University on Long Island of New York. 'It's being pushed by a lot of companies that make money on every bottle of sanitizer. You're a communist if you don't support the use of hand sanitizer.'
Tomes, who wrote the 1998 book The Gospel of Germs, doesn't use hand sanitizer. She believes a strong immune system is the best bet, and for her that means eating healthily and getting lots of sleep.

'What I see as most annoying is the message that there's something magical about hand sanitizer,' Tomes told cbcnews.ca. 'This is not a public health issue. It's a mental health issue.'

Mental salve or not, companies will make it as long as people want to buy it. And right now there are plenty of willing buyers.

Jacalyn Duffin, the Hannah professor of the history of medicine at Queen's University in Kingston, Ont., has even postulated that hand sanitizing become permanent, where people 'anoint' themselves with it before social interactions.

'It might become ritualized,' said Duffin, who began wondering about the permanency of the trend after seeing friends apply hand sanitizer automatically."

We'll see how everything pans out...

[link via CBC.ca]

(cold) blast from the past!

2009-10-09T20:05:00.001-07:00

Cleaning up my hard drive I found this two similarly wintery photos of me and my friend David. Brrrr!

Suomi

2009-09-25T00:18:00.000-07:00

Hej då Stockholm!

Tervetuloa Helsinki!

September 22, 2009.
Same trip - different country.

On Tuesday morning I said goodbye to Stockholm and hello to Helsinki, Finland's gorgeous capital located by the Baltic Sea in the south of the country. The weather was blustery and the wind smelled of the sea. I spent my evening wandering through the dark streets listening to The Smiths. Soooo amazing!

Me pre-Smiths listening...

In Helsinki, the signs are mostly bilingual Finnish/Swedish, or trilingual with Russian:

Needless to say, I got a bit lost. Finnish is unlike most European languages and so I found myself relying on the little Swedish that I did know to get around - when there was any Swedish to be found!

Helsinki is beautiful. The rainy weather just gave it an added touch of mystery. Here are some of the pics I managed to snap before it got to dark and wet:

While I was walking around downtown I kept running across these gangs of brightly dressed young'uns drinking out of flasks and making a lot of noise. I was worried that they might try to force me to join in their revelry like some sort of enforced Finnification. I kept my distance but took these pictures...

September 23, 2009.
Day One: ANTI Festival

The next morning I packed up and headed to the train station. On the way I stopped in front of Helsinki's cathedral to take a picture of it in all it's sunbathed glory!

My train left at 11:00am, and me being my usual self showed up 40-minutes early. I wasn't the only one:

The trip from Helsinki to Kuopio was long and sorta boring. The Finnish landscape that we were moving through was very much like the Laurentian forest I grew up surrounded by in Rawdon, Quebec. I read most of Amy Tan's Joy Luck Club while trying to stretch my legs in preparation for my big performance. I was getting very nervous, as my performance started from the minute I got off the train.

When I arrived in Kuopio I unrolled the carpet from the train and touched ground on it's red velvet surface. I was greeted by a man with a blue, two-pronged mohawk (think the guy from Prodigy... you know?... "I am the Firestarter!"?). He introduced himself as Ville. He was to be my personal assistant for the week.

I walked the red carpet around town and then to my hotel, where I had a shower and prepared to go out for an opening party at a local gallery. Much to my delight, La Pocha Nostra were performing at this event and I got to meet the members that night at the bar. So exciting!

Night-time carpet walking.

La Pocha Nostra.

La Pocha Nostra and Ville.

Me with Guillermo-Gomez Pena of La Pocha Nostra.

Sverige (Part 3)

2009-09-24T08:23:00.000-07:00

September 19, 2009.
The Cute & The Creepy

My friend Minna had Swahili lessons in Uppsala (about 40 minutes north of Stockholm, so I got to spend the day wandering the city. Uppsala is cute in the quaint-mediaeval town turned tourist attraction kinda way. Uppsala is creepy in the reflection of dark Swedish culture, history of Black Death and epic cathedral filled with skulls sorta way. I spent the day feeling both cute and creepy.

For example, Minna said that my outfit (black leather jacket and cataract protection sunglasses) made me look like a member of a bad 80s synth band -- cute. I spent the afternoon walking around a cemetery reading gravestones in said 80s synth band outfit -- creepy.

Here are some other examples:

Flowers = cute!

Skull-pture = creepy.

Yarn bomb bowtie = cute!

Headless statue = creepy.

Bear rolling in the grass = cute!

Life-like wax statue of the Virgin Mary = sooooo creepy.

Boyish good looks = cute!

"Have you seen this boy?" = creepy.

Sverige (Part 2)

2009-09-23T09:27:00.000-07:00

I forgot to mention this on my list of things that I like about Sweden: Stockholm is a bicycle thief's Heaven! Here a few examples of bikes that could easily be nabbed by even the most poorly equipped pilferer of two-wheeled transportation devices. These bikes aren't even locked down to anything. All you would need to do is to pick it up and carry it off back home. Montreal bike thieves take notice...

And because I'm a gay horse:

My love of signage continues! My friend Lise pointed out from my earlier blog post that I missed the infamous "SLUT" signs, which translates to "END" in English but I didn't see any on this trip, at least not when I had my camera ready. I hope "Bad" & "Restaurang Ho's" will suffice.

Also:

Compost Bart.

Fargat glass.

O! Fargat glass.

Mmmm. Bran Bart.

Sverige (Part 1)

2009-09-21T04:49:00.000-07:00

September 15, 2009.
Day one of my trip.

It was a 45-minute flight down the Hudson River all the way to JFK airport from MTL. With a 6-hour layover ahead of me, all I could do was stare longingly out to the Manhattan Skyline across the tarmac.

My flight to Helsinki was long, sleepless and boring with my in-flight entertainment system on the fritz and really, really bad air plane food. I read a Margaret Atwood book on the subject of debt and took frequent trips to the the lavatory, if only for the brief walk up and down the aisle.

September 16, 2009.
Day two in transit.

Arrived in Helsinki and had to wait another four hours for my flight to Stockholm. I wanted to scratch my eyes out I was so bored/tired!

By the time I reached downtown Stockholm I was quite delirious with sleeplessness. My friend Minna met me at Central-Station by a place endearingly nicknamed Spotkoppen which when translated means "The Spittoon."

September 17, 2009.
First day in Stockholm.

I spent the day wandering the city and getting my bearings. I found the Sverige Huset ("Sweden House") which contained a tourist information centre. Armed with a map and list of wireless-hotspots (few and far between... at least the free ones) I set off to rediscover my favorite city in the world.

For supper, Minna and I made a yummy Swedish meal that consisted of a baked bacon pancake, cabbage salad and lingonberry jam. On a side note that there seem to be a thousand different types of cabbage which translates to kål in Swedish - röd kål, grön kål, savoy kål, ad infinitum. Even the staple of my diet back home - frizzy kale - would be lumped into the kål category. Gotta love your leafy greens!

And for desert Minna made kanelbullar -- cinnamon buns! Mmmmmmmm.

September 18, 2009.
Things I like about Sweden/Swedes/Stockholm.

- many people dress very well and have nice shoes and/or pants
- architecture/design/infrastructure = functional
- Södermalm
- Gamla Stan
- Östermalm
- Kulturhuset (free internet!)
- Stortorget
- kannelbullar
- Swedish cheese
- fil (like yoghurt, except... tingly)
- the Swedes general love for multiple dairy products in a single meal
- lingonberries
- sunny weather (at least for most of the time I have been here)
- in Swedish "kiss" means pee and "puss" means kiss
- in Swedish one swears about the Devil rather than their sexual parts
- there seems to be a song for every occasion, especially when drinking is involved
- the street signs!

Utfart!

Utfart all day!

These are a few of my favorite things...

Pripps Blå beer = Labbat Blue of Sweden

The (gay) chocolate cup.

Except not really.

So cute!

Infart!

This Simone de Beauvoir mural makes me think of all the homework I should be doing, which means that this will have to be a two part entry. So much to see and so little time! I will post more later on this week. Hopefully in Finland I will more regular access to the internerd.

Until then: Hej då!

campfire music

2009-09-05T19:33:00.000-07:00

random things

2009-08-12T13:53:00.000-07:00

Body Break Vernissage

2009-07-24T13:21:00.000-07:00

David and I would like to thank everyone who came out to the Body Break vernissage last night at the Red Bird. If you missed it, then you still have three days to visit the gallery and see our collaborative and individual works. The gallery will be open July 24th, 25th (Friday, & Saturday) from 1:00PM to 7:00PM and July 26th (Sunday) from 1:00PM to 5:00PM.

Below are a few snapshots of the vernissage. We also got a great review on Midnight Poutine, a local (and awesome!) Montreal Arts & Music blog. Thanks to Jasia for coming to the show and chatting with me about the work!

Installation view

Installation view - Full Disclosure by Vincent Chevalier

Installation view - Non-Stop Party by David Whitten

Installation view - Shit Piece by David Whitten & Vincent Chevalier

Beard Love!

two-four performance

2009-07-18T21:41:00.001-07:00

I performed today at the Red Bird Gallery for a group of close friends, family and acquaintances. Two-four was an intimate and participatory art work dealing with notions of community, coping, rituals of substance use, and personal agency. My audience drank beer from a case of 24 (a two-four) while I read a selection of writing (24 pages) from my medical file at the Addictions Unit. If by the end of the reading there were any beers left in the case then they would be mine to drink until July 24th.

The photos above are picture of me before the performance jotting down ideas/introductory notes and of my assembled audience right before the talk. To see the further documentation of this work, as well as more performances, videos, and installations come to the Body Break vernissage this coming Thursday, July 23rd.

Thank you to all who were able to join me today. I look forward to seeing everyone at the opening!

Roundabout (full version)

2009-07-09T19:22:00.000-07:00

2 video works

2009-07-08T09:34:00.000-07:00

upcoming show

2009-07-01T07:42:00.000-07:00

BODY BREAK: Performative works
by David Whitten and Vincent Chevalier

David and Vincent will be occupying the Red Bird Gallery for the month of July. The fruits of their labour will be ripe for the picking between July 23rd and July 26th. Vernissage: July 23rd, 7:00PM to midnight.

Red Bird Gallery. 135 Van Horne

rain rain rain sun!

2009-06-26T16:04:00.000-07:00

"God Rays"

more glorious evenings!

2009-06-23T19:43:00.000-07:00

This is increasingly becoming a true food blog. Mayhaps it be my penchant for delicacies both esteemed and quotidian?

Behold! A little recipe I like to call ~~Pigs On A Slab~~ The Verdun Special!

A hearty platter composed of Toasted Buns and Beef Hot Dogs, bathed in copious amounts of Mayonnaise and a splattering of Ketchup. This main course is rounded off quite nicely with the finest choice of beer procured for only $6.99/4-pack at the local depanneur.

Witness my vigorous pleasure at imbibing such satisfying sustenance:

Ahhhhh Verfun... Versure.

Finland, ho!

2009-06-18T15:47:00.000-07:00

ANTI Festival

glorious evening

2009-06-17T19:23:00.000-07:00

Spiced Tofu +

Polenta Slices +
Spinach Snowpea & Peach Salad w/ Blackberry-Sesame Vinaigrette

A Delicious Meal Enjoyed on a Midsummer Night Eve...

with my wonderful roomate Sheena.

mother by son

2009-06-14T20:49:00.000-07:00

waste-much want-more

2009-06-10T18:51:00.001-07:00

proto-Britney

2009-05-25T10:01:00.000-07:00

Ahhh the 1960s!

This song is really catchy but also pretty problematic. It was written by Serge Gainsbourg for France Gall (seen singing the song at the Eurovision song contest in 1965) and it's basically about being a doll made of wax and sound to be molded by it's maker. In this case, Gall becomes the baby-faced, ingenue, doe-eyed, young, French, starlet, popstar doll to Gainsbourg's creepy producer/starmaker puppetmaster. For more on it check out the wikipedia entry.

There is another version of the song recorded on really early video technology. I love the way the sound has degraded, but it's pretty impressive that it has stood the test of time and can now be broadcast again via YouTube. You also get to see Gall actually singing, rather than lip-syncing like the clip above. And there's a live orchestra! Unfortch, the user has forbidden embedding, so you'll have to check it out by clicking on the link below:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kigGTacRxh8

Enjoy!

one of my favorite things...

2009-04-30T12:19:00.000-07:00

Boston-based photographer and video artist, Sean M. Johnson, is the hottest shit in my books these days, with his Beard Love series topping my list of sexiest, prettiest, and most touching video art doing the rounds these days. I came across his work quite accidentally one evening when I was feeling sorta lonely. I typed "hairy bear" into the YouTube search engine and his videos popped up. I fell instantly in love (and got really horny) watching his tender videos of men rubbing beards together in playful scenes of boyish play. I was so enamored with his work that I took out the plastic and ordered myself one of his DVDs from his MySpace profile at www.myspace.com/beardlove.

You can also check him out at his website:

www.seanMjohnson.com

In the meantime, check out his latest clip from his YouTube account. It makes my heart all aflutter with prickly loveness!

miranda sings!

2009-04-29T14:03:00.000-07:00

The pieces are all falling into place!

lisa loeb karaoke

2009-04-21T18:45:00.000-07:00

truly i am a gay horse

2009-04-20T17:44:00.001-07:00

haaaay!

i should have learned my lesson!

2009-04-16T20:48:00.001-07:00

ouchy, sun-burn...

i got a package!

2009-04-14T18:00:00.001-07:00

avant-cart(e) walk

2009-04-14T07:03:00.001-07:00

video stills (camera by donna akrey)

For more info on my 2x4x22, the site-specific art show that I am currently participating in, check out our blog at www.artx399.wordpress.com.

wear sunblock!

2009-04-13T20:29:00.000-07:00

why am i burnt thus? for (c)art's sake.

i'm walking...

2009-04-09T20:22:00.000-07:00

yes indeed.

this monday and tuesday i will be walking across the city with a work cart that i built with my own hands! it sort of looks like this except totally more DIY:

i will be walking the following route

From the avant-cart

watch out for me as i perform this lengthy task of unskilled labour. i start walking at 10 a.m. from the ev building at 1515 ste-catherine st west.

coffee and donuts will not be refused if offered...

for an idea of what kind of work this is, here is documentation of a past performance of labour, this time exploring notions of privilege, celebrity, and spectacle:

i love my little pony

2009-04-08T21:10:00.000-07:00

swedish glam-rock cheese sandwiches

2009-04-06T19:12:00.000-07:00

Does anyone else feel like we've stepped into a scene from Cormac Mccarthy's The Road ? I mean, Jesus Christ - April showers can suck my lonely-assed balls! Basically, I spent my weekend watching really awful reality television, eating toast, and scouring craigslist missed connections in search of myself...

Ugh! I feel more cliché than a cheesy Swedish glam rock band:

i heart this SO much!

2009-04-03T20:36:00.000-07:00

desperate times

2009-04-02T20:22:00.000-07:00

Collaborative intervention w/ Sheena Hoszko

militant enthusiasm

2009-03-30T18:42:00.001-07:00

if anything was to rile up a nationalistic fervour within my heart, 'twould be this here rendition of O Canada:

a flying seagull that soars from sea to shining sea!

swoon!!

also don't forget to save the CBC!

collon creme

2009-03-29T05:07:00.000-07:00

father by son

2009-03-28T19:12:00.000-07:00

video art makes me uncomfortable...

many people as seen from above

2009-03-27T21:35:00.000-07:00

Oh! surveillance in the digital age:

I found this clip while trying to catch up on the latest episode of America's Next Top Model. It's quite amazing... the movement of the crowd, the perspective of the camera, the stop edits, the sound track of sirens and people screaming, the editorial commentary on the part of the video maker. All these elements come together to produce this really uncanny and seemingly choreographed document.

For some reason it reminds me of this old British Airways that I used to watch when I was a kid. It's obviously choreographed, but it also demonstrates the power of seeing the crowd as an image/form from above. I think there is something specifically modern about this gesture and it provides a unique perspective that says a lot about the act of recording, watching, and surveying.

Roundabout

2009-03-26T19:46:00.000-07:00

meet buddy

2009-03-25T15:31:00.000-07:00

"OH HAI!"

Re: "Foolish Love"

2009-03-25T04:58:00.000-07:00

I speak other people's words in robot voices...