The Banana Peel Project

Let’s all go to hell.
It’s the least expensive vacation spot.
Make reservations at the door.
-Writing on the wall of the first Soteria House, San Jose (ca. 1972).

In my (ongoing) attempt to stay awake tonight long enough to catch the lunar eclipse, I noticed that today’s Seed includes a really fun discussion between contemporary artist Lynn Hershman Leeson and cultural archaeologist/modern historian/really smart guy Michael Shanks, in which the two discuss the concept of presence–experiential, spatial, temporal–in terms of history, art, and […]

i can only doubleclick myself,
and i’m only getting negative feedback
if:
hexadecimal colors are going to mean
freedom
then:
the narcissistic loop has got to be
broken
i wonder if there’s love (existentially, as in
existential friendship)
and, looking for you,
i find a reflection of me and this time
(i am sure)
i won’t be turned into a flower
instead, perhaps a dead leaf or
even worse
an automaton […]