Chayse, Coney Island ii.

Tuesday, January 24, 2017

We met in Bushwick then took the J and the Q to Coney Island with
several bags of clothes between us, one pink umbrella in a ceaseless downpour of rain I don't 
remember what exactly we talked about but we laughed a lot and got very wet

 We made plans to meet at a dim sum night club in Chinatown later that night and in Tokyo the next year


Sunday, January 22, 2017

"Hey Hey I've got a 20 pound ball 
Hanging by a chain around my neck 
I've got to get away 
Run before I become a wreck 

I've got to break these chains 
Before I go insane 
I've got to get up and go 
Go any place I don't know 

I'm gonna leave behind 
All the twisted minds 
And all who sneer at friends of mine 
And frown at our good times 

I'm gonna breakaway 
From all the chains that bind 
And every day I'll wear what I want 
And I'll do what suits me fine 

Breakaway, breakaway

from every day"

Toni Basil by Bruce Connor 
16mm film/ 1966

Glass/ petals

Saturday, January 14, 2017

Gold mirror. dust. a piece of glass. rosebuds. 
Dead petals & an undying crevice in chest turned photo set- 
white flash at night/ black in 11am light. 

Chayse, Coney Island

Sunday, January 1, 2017

"Initially, I was unaware that time, so boundless at first blush, was a prison."
 -Vladimir Nabokov

Starting 2017 off on two hours of sleep, and Nabokov's autobiography Speak, Memory. 
I'm reading every other sentence seven times, his writing is so beautiful. I also liked this bit from the first chapter:

"Man as a rule views the prenatal abyss with more calm than the one he is heading for at forty-five hundred heartbeats an hour."

forty-five hundred heartbeats an hour....
and a few memories that helped combat a restless mind & ease a melange of emotions felt at the turn of the new year:

1. Here She Comes Now, The Velvet Underground
2. Pop Crimes, Rowland S. Howard
3. Souvenirs, Devandra Banhart
4. You Stopped Making Sense, The Radio Dept

Listening to each of these songs is reliving four experiences with you, aching dazzle of ephemerality. 


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