05 November 2024

election day

 woke at 3:30. room was cold. furnace man not coming til next week. I turnd over. then it hit me. what day it is.  my stomach did a somersault. I had that almost giddy feeling that precedes an anxiety attack.

then my mind began what minds do. a cascade of unrelated images. & my body felt off. a precursor of fear.

for reasons I don't know I began to focus on a single image. the antique ice tongs Mom bought me at a garage sale. they hang above the door in the guest room. a piece of perfect sculpture. I wasn't awake enuf to make sense of that image but something abt it was calming & I fell back asleep.

I woke again a few minutes after 5. my usual time. I got up & did my exercises. now I'll dress & go on my walk.


02 November 2024

27 October 2024

Modernism Week

 


outfit:

Aneka Brown

sunglasses & sandals:

Mr. Turk

location:

The Shag House

15 October 2024

Jim Cory (1953-2024)




 I was first in touch with Jim some 20 years ago. I'd discoverd Karl Tierney online. Jim was his literary executor. we began writing to each other & he sent me the manuscript of Tierney's collectd poems which he'd editd.  every poet deserves an executor like Jim who guided the book into print.

abt a year later I visitd Jim for a week in Philadelphia. that's when I discoverd just what a fabulous person he was. & our connections with such poets as James Broughton & Robert Peters.

Jim participated in my piece "Tie One On" (2010) & I blurbd his book No Brainer Variations (2011).  we're both talking heads in the documentary "Big Joy."

he was my last out of town guest at my Santa Fe house. we talkd poetry & music & art. he had a special interest in Cleveland artists -- which always surprisd me.

our last texts were 2 months ago.



30 September 2024

my Daniel Bateman story

 in march of 2020 I went to a concert by Max Von Essen & Billy Strich. as I was leaving I saw Jeffrey Norman & Daniel Bateman. after a bit of a chat I huggd Jeff & then Daniel. a few days later I went into self isolation as the Covid pandemic began to take more lives.

it was a scary time. a major vulnerable population was the elderly. of course I didn't feel old but I knew the numbers were there. I didn't want my life to end with tubes stuck into me. so I was drastic in my isolation. at first I only left the house for short walks. I was afraid to go into grocery stores which introduced me to services such as Instacart. if someone came to the house -- & that was rare -- I spoke to them thru the window in my guest room. because I wasn't going to the gym I devisd my own exercise regime which included long walks. if I encounterd anyone I knew I spoke but kept my distance. it was a time with no physical contact.

11 months after going into isolation I waitd in line for the first available Covid shot. the woman who gave me the injection of course took my arm first. I was overwhelmd. I told her she was the first person to touch me in almost a year. that was the longest period of my life I'd gone without any kind of touch.

last nite Cinema Diverse came to an end with the world premiere of an indie film calld "Love, Venezia." its star was Daniel Bateman. on screen he has physical contact with several men -- concluding with some intense interaction. I was full of emotion remembering that he was the last person I touchd before my 11 months in a quiet life of distancing & masks. as I was leaving he ran up to me & gave me a hug. he had no way to know how much that meant to me. my 2020 hug to him & now his to me. 

life is full of twists & turns. I always try to make sense of them. to put things in order. to make art out of everything. writing this brings back that strange time with which we all dealt. & how the simplest of touches can resonate.



31 July 2024

"I'm just Ken"

 there's a Barbie collectors convention in town. so one of our gallerists askd his artists to make Barbie-inspired art. the opening was last nite.