The world is less beautiful without him around.

Husband and Husband

I should let the truth of things take precedence over the myth.

I should let the truth of things take precedence over the myth.

Toxo in the brain.

Parasites that cause behavioral change in cats to help spread itself. Toxo actually hijacks sexual pathways in cats to make their urine more attractive to rodents.

I should let the truth of things take precedence over the myth.

The Last of the Romantics.

The Last of the Romantics.

Cohen couldn't have put it any better:

I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel,
you were talking so brave and so sweet,
giving me head on the unmade bed,
while the limousines wait in the street.
Those were the reasons and that was New York,
we were running for the money and the flesh.
And that was called love for the workers in song
probably still is for those of them left.

Ah but you got away, didn't you babe,
you just turned your back on the crowd,
you got away, I never once heard you say,
I need you, I don't need you,
I need you, I don't need you
and all of that jiving around.

I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel
you were famous, your heart was a legend.
You told me again you preferred handsome men
but for me you would make an exception.
And clenching your fist for the ones like us
who are oppressed by the figures of beauty,
you fixed yourself, you said, "Well never mind,
we are ugly but we have the music."

And then you got away, didn't you babe...

I don't mean to suggest that I loved you the best,
I can't keep track of each fallen robin.
I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel,
that's all, I don't even think of you that often.

Myth for Codex (stolen from Hsiao Ling)

"Everything, then, can be a myth? Yes, I believe this, for the universe is infinitely fertile in suggestions. Every object in the world can pass from a closed, silent existence to an oral state, open to appropriation by society, for there is no law, whether natural or not, which forbids talking about things." -Roland Barthes

Oh, what? ... I mean its cool if I take one of these cookies right?

What I've made of what the F just happened to Vancouver.

How do you really measure something as ethereal as confidence anyway?

Words from my friend Salimah:
"Maybe, I have been spending too much time around the Olympic flame, but I don't think so: there is certainly something profound going on in Vancouver at the moment. Everyone knew the games would have an impact - some believed positive, others thought negative - but I agree with Mr. Mason, that the level on which this moment has inspired the opportunity for furthering a deeply Canadian conversation - on our identity, our history, our plurality, our future - has come as a surprise. A very welcome one."

and the words that inspired her words.

Objecthood and recalling a walk with you.

This is my first real attempt at painting. I guess I am approaching this prototypically, but its the only way I really know how to approach things. I didn't think painting would be so cerebral and oddly enough, despite the fact that the painting is a recollection of a memory, all I can think about is commodity and owning.

If somehow you missed her, or want to hear her again.

Love is the movement of the heart.

I wanna be a hockey player when I grow up.

I wish I could take some of your fears away.

Matining Codex 3

Study for Codex

I finally got off my ass started to test out my theories. I'm excited about this study. I'm hoping to make more a cylinder type shape.

I'm with you in Rockland.

     I'm with you in Rockland
            where we hug and kiss the United States under
            our bedsheets the United States that coughs all
            night and won't let us sleep
     I'm with you in Rockland
            where we wake up electrified out of the coma
            by our own souls' airplanes roaring over the
            roof they've come to drop angelic bombs the
            hospital illuminates itself imaginary walls col-
            lapse O skinny legions run outside O starry
            spangled shock of mercy the eternal war is
            here O victory forget your underwear we're
            free
     I'm with you in Rockland
            in my dreams you walk dripping from a sea-
            journey on the highway across America in tears
            to the door of my cottage in the Western night