"Born. Eat. Shag. Die."
This is cool: The Mayfly Project. Sum up your 2004 in twenty words or less.
Dating spates. Brunch. Amsterdam. Songwriting. Shoes wet with morning dew. Deepening friendship. Music. Happiest in years. curling toes, exclamation point.
Sunday, January 09, 2005
You Do What I Can Only Name
Jeff Vincent and I opened our exhibit of etchings/lines of poetry last night at College Street Gallery (link good till 1/28). We sold three pieces! Thrilling.
This has been a fun and funny collaboration. I met and mostly only ever see Jeff at the Hour of Repose (what is known as happy hour elsewhere), and one night we got talking about how we both love Edward Gorey. I proposed to give him some poems to make drawings in response. As it happened, he liked best the random lines in my long "Abecedary" poem, and chose 12. The black and white etchings are spooky, funny, and beautiful. I love them all.
We hardly discussed process, or each others' work, and decided administrative things quickly and without fuss.
Other projects: organizing recipes into page protectors, and binders; organize poems; print out blog and CTP for preservation.
Jeff Vincent and I opened our exhibit of etchings/lines of poetry last night at College Street Gallery (link good till 1/28). We sold three pieces! Thrilling.
This has been a fun and funny collaboration. I met and mostly only ever see Jeff at the Hour of Repose (what is known as happy hour elsewhere), and one night we got talking about how we both love Edward Gorey. I proposed to give him some poems to make drawings in response. As it happened, he liked best the random lines in my long "Abecedary" poem, and chose 12. The black and white etchings are spooky, funny, and beautiful. I love them all.
We hardly discussed process, or each others' work, and decided administrative things quickly and without fuss.
Other projects: organizing recipes into page protectors, and binders; organize poems; print out blog and CTP for preservation.
Thursday, January 06, 2005
Monsanto Bribe
" The Monsanto company was charged in the District of Columbia with violating the US Foreign Corrupt Practices Act (FCPA) in connection with an "illegal payment" of $US50,000 to a senior Indonesian Ministry of Environment official. The bribe made by a Monsanto employee was aimed at facilitating the cultivation of genetically modified crops and falsely certified as "consultant fees" in the company's books and records, US Assistant Attorney-General Christopher Wray said." from News.com.au . This was reported over 8 hours ago in many papers. Still nothing at CNN or most U.S. news sources.
I am posting this in hopes it won't be buried by morning, and let more corporate corruption go unnoticed.
" The Monsanto company was charged in the District of Columbia with violating the US Foreign Corrupt Practices Act (FCPA) in connection with an "illegal payment" of $US50,000 to a senior Indonesian Ministry of Environment official. The bribe made by a Monsanto employee was aimed at facilitating the cultivation of genetically modified crops and falsely certified as "consultant fees" in the company's books and records, US Assistant Attorney-General Christopher Wray said." from News.com.au . This was reported over 8 hours ago in many papers. Still nothing at CNN or most U.S. news sources.
I am posting this in hopes it won't be buried by morning, and let more corporate corruption go unnoticed.
Tuesday, January 04, 2005
Celia the Poet Wishes You a Happy 2005: Celebrating that the Holidays Are Over!
I am having longings for things in cities I am far from, right now.
San Francisco: Afroken paraphenalia, Liquid Silk, amaguri, and a rainy afternoon at Kabuki.
Seattle: Nanaimo bars, Japanese notebooks, and spinach with tofu and peanut sauce at Siam Garden.
New York City: jazz records and pepper spray.
London: Cornish pasties, non-USerican Kit-Kats.
I am looking forward to some projects and events: Urban Epiphany 2005, Anselm Berrigan's February workshop, rearranging all my art, and my first art opening: a collaboration between Jeff Vincent and myself--my lines of poetry and Jeff's pen and ink etchings.
I am having longings for things in cities I am far from, right now.
San Francisco: Afroken paraphenalia, Liquid Silk, amaguri, and a rainy afternoon at Kabuki.
Seattle: Nanaimo bars, Japanese notebooks, and spinach with tofu and peanut sauce at Siam Garden.
New York City: jazz records and pepper spray.
London: Cornish pasties, non-USerican Kit-Kats.
I am looking forward to some projects and events: Urban Epiphany 2005, Anselm Berrigan's February workshop, rearranging all my art, and my first art opening: a collaboration between Jeff Vincent and myself--my lines of poetry and Jeff's pen and ink etchings.
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