Innernette

Protracted preaching to the converted:
In an impulsive spot of "guerilla advertising" I left a business card with my blog address and credentials(visual artist/mental titan) in a Chris Kraus book at the Big Idea (presumptuous, right?), only to have it discovered days later by internet poetess and performance artist, Laura A. Warman, somebody I already know and like. So much for slow media expanding social circles.

Laura, Stephanie Dax (filmmaker/well-dressed elf), Zoe McCloskey (interplanetary travel theoretician), and Gunner (comedian/playwright/author of Galloping Mountain) will be performing alongside me Saturday night at the Cyber Punk Apocalypse Writer's Showcase.

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More favorite writers/favorite formats: Eileen Myles has created an online gallery of blurbs she has supplied for the backs of book jackets. As proven by the success of twitter poets, limited word count produces some of the best writing. Blurbs are dense nuggets of goodness, like sparkling geodes or some shit.

Slow Media

Effective enough pop-up. But I'm still not gonna check it.

Make Me Psychic

"Anita the duck buys a psychic device at a novelty store in an alternate universe and creates mayhem at a crazy party."

This is too wonderful not to repost.
Video from 1978 by the mind-alteringly good Sally Cruikshank, a babe and apparent Muppet veteran, with production aid from comixx badass Kim Deitch.

Import fun/Export praise

If I had my druthers, I would import the whole Bless This Mess art show and affiliated goings-on from UIC Gallery 400 to my town. I would recoup the artists with something more substantial than coffee and greasy Mexican breakfast. We'd get some hang time, see the sights. Critical fierceness. Radical queer chaos. You know, whatever.

The Star-Studded lineup of the show includes the likes of:
Robin Hustle

who I almost got citizens arrested with once, and from whom I stole a bag of soap accidentally
Edie Fake

of whom I am not an aquaintence but I understand to be a total badass and competent tattooist.
And Forced into Femininity,
the confrontational opera act of Jail Flanagan, who among being one of my favorite people ever, compiled the zine Wet Noise about non-male noise music makers.


I'll file this one under Birthday Wishes....January 29.

Da Great American Novelty

Comix genius and Garbage Pail Kids creator Mark Newgarden's historical capsule, Cheap Laffs, makes some compelling arguments in favor of the Novelty as being the preeminent art form of the 20th century.

So, in the same spirit that created Endangered Animal Vibrators and Cilantro Lime Chicken, I have cobbled together a new novelty, based-- like so many things--in unfortunate punning.
(a mixed media collaboration with Austin Robert Dickson)

GUN NUTS!!



"...Inauspicious timing."
--Mark Newgarden



(Muscular "realistic" Nut drawn by Lisa "Shitty Rose" Berlin)

Don't tread on em, Get em while they're stupid, etc.
(And just to keep ya from yr work forever, those little ta$temaker$/taskmasters at Vice went ahead and wrote a rad comprehensive overview of the career of Mr. Newgarden with pix from his house.)
Cha-CHING.