Goodbye

photoshop was killing this computer today yo
i had to reboot 5 times maybe
and i'm out of time again
i'll think of cool things to post over
my caramel apple

pace

Hello

I would introduce myself but
I can tell you about the ___ details of my life
like how I'm a 5'6" Jewish pastry chef with brown hair and blue (sometimes) eyes
but that's a lie
and confusing because you don't know what's Jewish.
Today I moved boxes and threw some away.
I also went to the post office and admired past issues of
*ZING MAGAZINE*
then I saw A-Rod at work (not zing)
I will try to be more thorough next time
with added visuals perhaps

good night for now,

intern

junk

by now i'm sure we are all familiar with the genious of Vik Muniz who makes works of art by using everyday objects...like junk.

above is Albanian artist Saimir Strati,another artist using nails and toothpicks! that's some serious attention to detail...

and finally another stroke of genious, Marilyn Minter, who painted that sexy mouth with her FINGERTIPS!!!! no way.

what could you make with all that crap that is collecting dust around your apartment? try it, you just might end up in a gallery...

fire and paper

I was given the best tasks ever today.

First i ran around soho looking for as many match books as i could. This was SO MUCH FUN as i have a ready list in my mind of places with cool match books and friends who have similar lists in their heads, so i had a really good time going from place to place and pretending i was on the Amazing Race and this was my mission.

Next I had to find bookstores around the world that would be candidates for carrying Zing. This was also fun because I emailed an extremely large group of my friends and family who really came through for me. It was also good to get back in touch with them.

So i feel like I've had a rewarding day, which definitely helps with the inevitable fate of having my wisdom teeth removed tomorrow. AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! NO!!!!! I won't be in next tuesday but i'll post again on thursday with the story. i'm so scared.

untitled

well, today has been a day like most others. virtually searching for art and books and stuff in austin. and really searching for matches in nyc. they are scarce these days what with smoking bans and whatnot....

and tomorrow is a glorious day off. i'm looking forward to sweaty bikram yoga in the morning, a movie in the afternoon, across the universe (i'll let you know how it is next week!), and up to dinosaur bbq in the evening. if you havent been there, its the best bbq in nyc, and sorry mom, but they have the best mac and cheese i have ever put my lips on.

dont forget that this weekend is the jersey city open studios is this weekend. definitely check out waldo lofts and daphne chan studios. they are well worth the trip, among others i'm sure!

xxx
intern

"i will move mountains"

so i kept my word and ended up seeing Fitzcarraldo last week. I still haven't seen that much of Herzog's fiction films (actually only The Mystery of Kaspar Hauser) so its nice to have another film of his in my mind to compare. I kind of wish I could see Fitzcarraldo again, because even though i was aware of its famous backstory of people leaving the set, being injured, threatened, or otherwise made to feel very uncomfortable, I wonder still how much of the real life trauma affected the people on set and Herzog himself. The boat being dragged over the mountain seemed like an accomplishment in a documentary sense more than in a fictional sense. It seemed real. As did the tension between the native Peruvians and the actors. I really wonder what Herzog's intention with this film was from before production. I mean, I thought it was uplifting in a certain sense. The final scene with the opera on the boat going down the Amazon was very positive. But the film is so overwhelmingly negative at times, its kind of hard to distinguish where Herzog wants us to have hope and courage along with Fitzcarraldo and where he wants us to acknowledge that he's a hopeless madman. Maybe he felt like he needed to throw on that ridiculously happy ending because the film was such a disaster in production that he needed to give Fitzcarraldo, and in turn himself and everyone involved, some hope, unlike some of his other films (Kaspar Hauser, Grizzly Man) where the madmen meet tragic deaths. Or maybe it became less about the fact that Fitzcarraldo was "mad" (even though i don't think he's necessarily crazy just because he really really likes opera), or about his character at all, and more about pursuing a dream and pushing it as far as it can go. Therefore the entirety of the experience ends on a hopeful note not because the mission was successful, but because they tried so damn hard.

I don't know. At least Claudia Cardinale is always smiling.

Anyway I think its worth it to see this movie again. I also really need to see more of Herzog's films. I think with each one i see i understand more about the ones i've seen previously.

I do like this picture though:

craft kills

this is the best thing i saw all weekend, even after being at a show i was a part of.....




when i was a kid, my parents were a little bit crunchy and made everything for us, from clothes, to furniture, to food grown in our garden. so naturally, i wanted everything that was mass-produced, branded, and coated in refined sugar. i have since seen a renaissance of DIY in my own life, and this craft kills piece makes my heart melt the same way a rotwieler puppy does. sigh.

it's monday. get crafty.