25 August 2013

in the grey

A friend of mine has an absolutely stunning essay up at The Paris Review Daily about loss, her father, & the city of Detroit. Please take a moment to read The Faint, Grey Areas, you won't regret it.

24 August 2013

ode to a fly

I think the fly
on my ceiling is dead.

it hasn't moved
in three days.


11 August 2013

excerpt from my ruminations on The Quest for Christa T. by Christa Wolf

"Unable to pinpoint her discomfort with her surroundings & their expectations, Christa T. is half assimilated into happy housewife motherhood. Though she clearly loves her children, the role of doting wife & mother is a shoe just a half size too small—she never quite settles into it. These are the subversive undertones of the book. The idea that an individual in an oppressive society could want anything other than what that society has deemed appropriate, & that this individual could pursue said alternate desires. The rebelliousness of Christa T. is found in her desire for something else, & her lifelong inquisitive search for that alternative. Though as she ages she becomes resigned to the fact that her struggle isolated her from her larger culture, she still feels that there is something not quite right. This uneasiness is her rebellion."

04 August 2013

king of bones

I made a painting: sancti michaelis ossa regis.

4x5, 2013
nail polish, acrylic paint, glitter, & photo collage on canvas

03 August 2013

"He had these big sharp claws on his hooves, and sometimes he'd put one up on me. I understood it as the part of our mind where art comes from. And I hoped he wouldn't scratch me with them, because that would really hurt."

-kate greenstreet, young tambling.