My issue in general with tumblr has been its blockading of discourse, so I’m pleased to present opportunities for it now.
Samuel Beckett used to drive Andre the Giant to school…He once drank 119 beers in 6 hours.
…to be sung to the tune of ‘Reverberation’ by the Thirteenth Floor Elevators
Happy Birthday to a very special lady!
This is what ‘being an artist’ feels like: smoking in a void, paint that resembles guts spewing, as time passes by, part of a mardi gras bead necklace.
Thanks Philip Guston. That old guy in Philadelphia who told me his work was ‘nothing like’ yours was doing himself a disservice, I think.
