Dearest peeps! I’m in Texas shooting and micro-blogging for Chinashop. We have a lovely inter-continental team covering all sorts of culture stuff going on around town and it’s been a fantastic week so far. I love Austin, my colleagues and the stuff I’ve been doing. I’m dead, and I do mean dead tired at the moment, which means I’ll have to go into further detail later. The website is in early stages still and our content is going up slowly, …
Why, hello there! It’s been a couple of weeks and indeed there is “updating” to do. First of all, a huge thank you for all the comments on the tattoo post. Overwhelmed by all the positive feedback and still inlove with the piece. Can’t wait until Tim and I meet again so we can finish it. In the meantime if you’re in New York you should all get inked by him. Two things are happening on Monday. 1. The first …
I’m in Nevada for the near future. Photo-documentation can be monitored here, for now, though I may not have internet again until my return. Be good.
Hello! This is post #600 on this version of BioRequiem. I will celebrate. Also, a few things: I’ve been researching the Uyghur people in spare moments. This part of my heritage is fairly mysterious to me, as my Uyghur grandfather was an orphan and knew nothing of his tribe. Because I don’t have any serious time to dedicate, I’ve learned little, so far: 1. seems modern Uyghurs are fairly set on starting shit in China. 2. Uyghur women have exciting …
And it rained all night, while I slept. Having missed so much of it, I feel somewhat robbed by the universe. Still, the smell remains, and the morning clouds are making me happy. These are optimal working conditions of which I intend to take full advantage. Now, a mixed offering of photos for ye gods of Internet, while I wrestle with an especially unruly mug of coffee. The 365 project is downright impossible, but I’m trying. Obama-Lincoln mural at the …
Making myself presentable for a night of dancing but first! Molly Crabapple and I being fierce and dodging demon gum drops from hell. Unfortunately, the only way to fight a demon gum drop is by sticking out one’s elbows like so. This was last night at RuPaul’s Drag Race exhibit at World of Wonder gallery. So packed “even Perez couldn’t get in”, according to bewildered whispers outside. Oh, LA. Such a cruel mistress. We left and went to The Edison …
Day 7: rooftop Bullied by friends and my own ambition, I’ve decided to try the 365 project again. For those not in the know, the 365 project exists between 12,000+ people on flickr and in the collective consciousness as the thing where you take a self portrait every single day for one year. It’s an art project, it’s a try new things with camera, locations and editing project. It’s a sort of diary I can actually maintain, a dialogue with …
1 — 12/31/08 2 — 01/01/09 Also, it is now certain that I’ll be making a stop at The Hive Gallery tonight to pimp my bee, as well as Club Suicide for a work engagement, after. See you there!
First and foremost: 2009. It’s here already for some of you, and tonight for me. Let’s make the next year [and the three remaining ones before the Apocalypse] the best years ever! Think of me at midnight and make a wish. I’m not sure what this will do but let’s find out. Happy New Year! Did you know that for a short while you can buy Coilhouse 1 along with Coilhouse 2? It’s true, mien peeps. I’m guest-blogging on HauteMacabre. …
But here is a photo from last night of my newly skunked head. Enjoy, if you dare. Is it strange that you can just barely see my teeth here? At Ammo
Went to the Huntington Library. Took lots of pictures, some of which will soon be up for your perusal on Coilhouse as part of a new installment of Zo! Style Technician. Tonight Miss Riot and I are off to do a signing of the new coffee table book we’ve been working on at a club. But first – photos! Ladies, he’s single!
Ginny took this of me at the ranch shoot on Saturday. Before that I took this one of her. I received something wonderful in the mail tonight: a worn book of gypsy folklore, with three riddles between the pages. Physical mail is one of my absolute favorites. It’s selfish – I almost never ever have time to reciprocate, but I love it all the same. So thank you.
It’s just after midnight. My dear comrades Nadya and Mer have left me to my own devices after a rather epic meeting of the minds [and their hot meat-vessels]. Dogs are howling outside and the fog-cocoon is glowing especially bright tonight. I hope it stays a while. I planned to take this long holiday weekend to myself and do absolutely nothing but read. Instead, I was on the move the entire time. This turned out to be helpful in getting …
A walk