Showing posts with label rjm. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rjm. Show all posts
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Something Something Sandwich
We are There.
Our life is in boxes and we have spent the past couple of days between homes. Telepathic messages were sent amidst housepaintingcleaningpackinglugging.
Yesterday , for lunch I had a Ham and Tomato on Ciabatta. Denise had a Reuben on Rye.

Saturday, February 6, 2010
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Friday, January 29, 2010
The Killing Machine
The Killing Machine by Janet Cardiff & George Bures Miller
(as installed at the Freedom Tower, downtown Miami, FL, late 2007)
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Saturday, January 23, 2010
"Our most profound conception must remain subjective and ambiguous"
"I am for an art in which what you see is the just the beginning of an endless chain of allusion."
from the lecture "Illusions and Allusions" by Jules Kirschenbaum (thanks Joe. a good read.)
Friday, January 22, 2010
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Sunday, January 3, 2010
a new take-on.
"But most days, if you're aware enough to give yourself a choice, you can choose to look differently at this fat, dead-eyed, over-made-up lady who just screamed at her kid in the checkout line. Maybe she's not usually like this. Maybe she's been up three straight nights holding the hand of a husband who is dying of bone cancer. Or maybe this very lady is the low-wage clerk at the motor vehicle department, who just yesterday helped your spouse resolve a horrific, infuriating, red-tape problem through some small act of bureaucratic kindness. Of course, none of this is likely, but it's also not impossible. It just depends what you want to consider. If you're automatically sure that you know what reality is, and you are operating on your default setting, then you, like me, probably won't consider possibilities that aren't annoying and miserable. But if you really learn how to pay attention, then you will know there are other options. It will actually be within your power to experience a crowded, hot, slow, consumer-hell type situation as not only meaningful, but sacred, on fire with the same force that made the stars: love, fellowship, the mystical oneness of all things deep down.
Not that that mystical stuff is necessarily true. The only thing that's capital-T
True is that you get to decide how you're gonna try to see it."
David Foster Wallace, Commencement Speech at Kenyon University, May 2005
JM
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