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counter display at dog-eared books

counter display at dog-eared books

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my good friend D-funk pretending to read my good subject R-funk reading… Chesterton?  Borges?  Bakunin?

my good friend D-funk pretending to read my good subject R-funk reading… Chesterton? Borges? Bakunin?

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stumbled across a bound journal open to this walking around in the UCB library.  i’m pretty sure that’s not fidel, and that freud would be on the floor laughing at this one.  want to get this printed on a t-shirt for my trip to france…

stumbled across a bound journal open to this walking around in the UCB library. i’m pretty sure that’s not fidel, and that freud would be on the floor laughing at this one. want to get this printed on a t-shirt for my trip to france…

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if they close dolores park for a year+ like they’re talking about doing, a substantial part of my motivation for moving to the city will be closed along with it…

if they close dolores park for a year+ like they’re talking about doing, a substantial part of my motivation for moving to the city will be closed along with it…

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Letter From Wasco

adamdeibert:

I found this letter crumpled up in a dirt parking lot outside Surfside Colony the day after Christmas.  I just got around to transcribing it.  This is exactly as it appeared:

Hi Kare                                                                                                           Dec 20

Well its Friday so I have all weekend to let you in on my world.  I’m listening to the raido and their playing bungel in the jungel and about 75 to 100 guys are singing along, yes kari I’m in a insane asilem gets kind of nutty here so one of my bigest fears is when I get out of here my bus gets hit by something and I die.  I have nightmares to “don’t get to wierd” but sometimes I talk to Heather alot she is doing alright asks Hannah and Jordan if you listen you can feel her words that’s about the best I can discribe it to you don’t want to scare you away that’s all for now hopfully I get mail today make time go by faster.  still no letter from my mom going nuts in here up then down so please hurry up and wright its saturday weekends go the slowest just thinking trying to read to keep out of the insanity how do my letters sound am I krazy sometime I wonder hopfully I have more to wright tommorrow, X-mas is close told my mom we have to have thanksgiving dinner when I get out I have to find out witch is easer to get home bus or train I’m in wasco so ask Jim or Delb to find out for me 37 days fuck yes love you so its Sunday now do you feel about this us thing let me know what you mean by knew year and knew start cause I’m threw with speed weather you are or not dose not matter I’ll still like you can’t wait to drive my El Camino you have my keys I left them in the truck talk more latter 35 days left so send me some lovings this weekend whent by pretty fast some photos would be nice ask my mom to get a card for my camera for me then take some photos then you can hand them to me by the time time

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a translation from ramon paz' sonnet cycle, "pornosonetos"

At Rivadivia and Rojas, at quarter to one
Well-dressed at her place, she brings to the light,
that brassiery, knickery feast of the sight,
Says to me, harem-eyed, hot as a bun,
This here booty’s my pride and my strong brown lumps
Are the mounded frosting on this gourmet cake!
And true it was of her nursely rumpsteak:
They would be my death, those lively humps!
Doggystyle against the window, a pug turning soil,
Missionary for miles, like nuns at an orgy,
When a perfume unworldly did fall like a trunk,
Brought me back from God’s face to this mortal coil,
And up to my nose came a smell delivery,
A most excellent, shameless buttload of funk.

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En rivadavia y rojas a la una
Vestida y en su depto luminoso
Desatando el asunto corpiñoso
Bombáchica y caliente la moruna
Me dijo que su culo era su fuerte
Su orgullo y su destreza culinaria
Y es cierto que su grupa hospitalaria
Su doble poma viva fue mi muerte
En posición perrito en caballito*
Y en pose misionera y no en misiones
Su aroma a fin del mundo en ese bulo
Me hizo pasar de dios a lo finito
Subió hasta mis narices en enviones
Su franco y excelente olor a culo

* Caballito: a straight-laced neighborhood in Buenos Aires where Av Rivadavia and Calle Rojas intersect

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self-portrait in an anish kapoor!  portland art museum

self-portrait in an anish kapoor! portland art museum

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i love cracking impotence jokes with my father!  he’s the greatest.

i love cracking impotence jokes with my father! he’s the greatest.

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anthropomorphic sink fixture (huffin house art compound)

anthropomorphic sink fixture (huffin house art compound)

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oakland taco truck nocturne (lake merritt truck)

oakland taco truck nocturne (lake merritt truck)

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el tonayense remodeled their bestbuy truck! nortenho styles…

el tonayense remodeled their bestbuy truck! nortenho styles…

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cute note at bathroom at huffin house art compound

cute note at bathroom at huffin house art compound

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aaron collects vinyl

aaron collects vinyl

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vintage postcard (1980s)

vintage postcard (1980s)

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cam huong insider tip: you can order vegetarian potato/fakemeat curry (or potato/chicken curry) bun off the menu!  goodtimes, much love to the many people who made it out to such a remote eating destination.

cam huong insider tip: you can order vegetarian potato/fakemeat curry (or potato/chicken curry) bun off the menu! goodtimes, much love to the many people who made it out to such a remote eating destination.

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Letter From Wasco
a translation from ramon paz' sonnet cycle, "pornosonetos"

Throwaway's Blog:

I am a latino californian who will spend the first half of 2010 bouncing nomadically between northern california, southern california, new york, and france. Contact me via email if you really must.

Artist's Statement:

Si lo que vemos es todo lo que existe, entonces el cuerpo ,la flor y las aves tropicales, serían la coronación de la vida y no lo son . Son sólo vehículos de las fuerzas que subyacen detrás de las formas ,de la fuerza interior que se conecta con algo intangible , superior o a veces inferior, demoníaca.

Todo ser humano es divino, o tiene esa capacidad en potencia ; esas fuerzas que tallan las formas , que desnudan la esencia en pos de la personalidad o le confieren carácter a una naturaleza silenciosa , son las que intento atrapar con mi cámara.

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