31 Mar 2011
in A Day in the Life Of, At That One Art Gallery
As I’m writing, I’m hacking up a lung and battling congestion of the nose, eyes and head. Lovely! I’m able to muster up just enough energy to make me a pot of high mountain tea and flip through my tarot cards. I got them years ago while I was still in grad school from a new age-y bookstore directly in front of my therapist’s office. I had just started attending monthly Wiccan circles in the kitchen of a local bakery in Concord which was headed up by a Hawaiian priestess –so hip and rebellious for a grad school student who was raised in a Catholic family (I told you about the cousin who wanted to pray for me, right?). Because I was so new to The Craft, I asked the owner of the bookstore for help on how to choose the right set of tarot cards and she said, “Honestly? Choose the one with pictures you’d like to look at.”
Read on for the accompanying reading.
15 Mar 2011
in At That One Art Gallery, Music
Tags: art, Asian, Chinese, DJ Krush, hip-hop, James Jasper, Lyrics Born, Music, photogprahy, sociopolitics, word
Listen to this…
…while peeping this:
Quickly and quietly the divide is widening /Between those in society surviving an economy nosediving/ And those that find their lives /In abject poverty./ A collage of impropriety./ Morally, culturally, spiritually, economically,/ Yes, undeniably the dichotomy is widening./ Nightly worldwide folks colliding violently./ Fighting over pride and historical rivalries./ Information spread virally/ Like a cyber link…/ Internet piracy/ Violating my privacy/ Always spying on me/ Playing virtual hide n seek/ My life on their microfiche/ The amount of foreclosed properties/ Rivaling those with occupancies./ Addicts spiraling out of control…/ To put it mildly/ They’re struggling with sobriety./ Government policies tolerating dishonesty./ And allowing its companies to hold/ Dynasties and monopolies./ What does it all mean?/ C’mon, people, talk to me!/ It’s like a time release capsule/ In the belly of a wild beast/ …Slowly digesting./ Meanwhile my son flutters in the comfort/ Of his mother’s stomach./ He knows nothing of the…world that’s coming./ Even on a planet…millions are suffering…/He will overcome it with love/ And overwhelming abundance./ So little brother keep shining./ Little sis keep smiling, keep striving,/ Keep climbing, keep trying,/ Keep rising./ Likewise I’ll keep writin’, keep rhyming,/ Keep stylin’, keep grinding,/ Keep minding my creativity/ Keep redefining our imagery/ Because now on every level/ More than ever/ We need variety.
Lyrics Born, The Divide is Widening, Variety Show Season Pho
Sometimes I just get in a mood.
07 Mar 2011
in At That One Art Gallery
Tags: comedy, Entertaining, SNL
What do Charlie Sheen, John Galliano, Christina Aguilera, Momar and Lindsey Lohan have in common? Theeeey’re winning, duh!
I’m fascinated with the effects of unharnessed stardom. While it does provide some sort of sick entertainment value, it’s fucking sad, really. The SNL team was on-target with their impersonations, cuz as you know, to get through the bullshit, sometimes you just gotta find the comedy in the tragedy.
01 Mar 2011
in At That One Art Gallery, Passion for Fashion, Thematic Apperceptions
Tags: Anna Bayle, Asian, China Machado, Christian Dior, Facehunter, Gina Martynova, Givenchy, Korean Vogue, Louis Vuitton, Marcel van der Vlugt, Pierre dal Corso, The Sartorialist