so you know how someone wrote that thing about how when you travel,




















your soul doesnt move as fast as your physical body, and it takes it a few hours/days to catch up,
















how thats what jet lag is all about, feelin wierd and spacey?





















well, i think thats also the thing that makes being in a new place kind of nice.

you get there and its not your life and you look around and you go "yeah, this place is great! why dont i live here?"







































but then you hang around for a few days and your life comes and finds you and you sort of realize that its not the places that give you troubles its your life, and that never changes. you could be in moscow or in beruit



































and if you're the kinda person who hates tomatoes, theres tomatoes the world over.



































that being said, i wouldnt wanna be anywhere else right now.



































(most pictures taken at the Musee Mechanique in San Francisco, California.)

i've also been working on a piece for a show in the slusser gallery opening march 6th. check back to see the final installation!


















hey - doesnt this clock look like it's floating!

















its not - its attached to the building at the corner of washington and main. i check it every day as i walk to work (usually because i'm running late).

what have i been doing lately. working.
papers and projects.




















and at my job.


















sometimes my arms just get so tired.



























my friend kathy works retail too. a ladder fell on her face the other day.

her coworkers said she should go to the hospital, but she didnt want to wait around all day.

















neither of us have insurance. i just bought one of kathy's paintings.




i hope the weather gets better soon.

the superbowl came to town recently.



















a lot of people were really excited. they thought it would bring a lot of business to the town, and generate a lot of national attention on the city.

















i never did hear who won the game, really.

Yesterday was valentines day.











I have a red coat I wear everyday, but yesterday I felt conspicuous, like I was in costume. But I wasn't.

















Should I have worn some kind of costume in order to feel inconspicuous?

















I am performing a short puppet work this Saturday nite at the Dreamland Theater with my friend Forest. It's called 'Is Pete Townsend looking at me? No, he's looking at you.' and it will be great fun. Come out if you can!

the light was so beautiful this morning.




































what is it about morning that is so wonderful? is it the coffee?




















the morning light through your hair?

going from a warm bed to a warm spot in the sun?

Today I talked to a man about getting a bunch of toys for an army I'm making for a show at the university of michigan. Sometimes its hard to get an educational discount for things that aren’t generally considered educational. But what else can you do but try?
Then I met up with my friend Rich. He wants to know what the army I'm making will do. But I don’t know what they do yet.
I feel bad making the army guys wait unfinished as I sort out their final mission, their raison d'etre, their purpose for being.
Are they impatient?
Are they frustrated?
Lonely?
Do they care?

what a crappy day today, no? it all looks like the same color.











i was driving around today, after a friend lent me her car. driving feels so luxurious, after being a pedestrian 97% of the time.



does it make the world look any different? you decide.

Today my dog and I were mushing across the frozen tundra for hours. We leaned into the wind while sheets of snow particles blew across the icy landmass under our feet, and we would stop now and again to listen for the sound of elk, which we would then hunt and kill for sustinence and warmth.



But there was one unanswered question - what had left our world in such a state of icy coldness? And what could help us get back to warm and happy days?
We sat down and thought about it for awhile




We moved through the landscape to try and find the team of scientists who could tell us what was wrong. Why was the earth so cold?!?




We found the team, who fixed us an amazing breakfast in their light-filled underground bunker.







Ahh! That may have been just what we needed! Thanks team!

aaff, devo. snow

Today I went to do some screening for the Ann Arbor Film Festival. There are some good people working there.

I heard the film 'We're all Devo' was in the festival in the late 70's and that because Iggy Pop and David Bowie were in the audience, thats how Devo got their big break. (Believe Wikipedia? Me too.) But I think it was only a matter of time before the boys from Akron made it big.









This morning when I left the house it was still snowing.

art party

tonite we had a party for marta's return and nicole's birthday. i made a cake shaped like a chicken, but forgot to take a photo until it was almost gone-! if you look hard, you can see the frosting outline of the body. (Kat saw it and said "That's supposed to be a chicken?") but it got almost entirely eaten, so i suppose the visuals weren't too distracting. red velvet cake is a hit yet again. big thing in the south. but i never had it until i moved away from the south.






















also, dalang sigit soeitos came out as well, and at one point the dance floor morphed into a multi-person shadow puppet experiment.





















sigit did a shadow puppet show last month, with a large gamelan orchestra and singers accompanying him















but no other puppeteers. traditionally, i think dalang's run the show. like a one-man band. even though they will play several characters at the same time.





one time i was meeting with sigit and one of the singers walked into the room, early for her rehearsal. she saw sigit and said 'hello my dalang'. i always thought that was so beautiful - the greeting, the trust, the acknowledgement, the respect. look at this picture of her, doesn't she look so serious and focused? trying to get it right, for her dalang?

























i wonder if the pressure ever gets to him - if he ever feels like everyone's waiting for him. to see what he'll do, what he's made of.

fitting, this is my dog

its fitting that this is the first post on my blog, and its about my dog. i suppose its a nice way to give you an introduction to me and my life. i got my dog last summer, he was a street rescue from surinam, south america (see the trip details and pictures of him as a puppy here and below). he has adapted to north american living pretty well i suppose - still chewing on household items now and again, but generally a very happy pup.
this is beetje now, a healthy, rambunctious 10-month old. somtimes i think he still has a lot of questions, but sometimes I think i just have a lot of questions for him.

and here are some images of him as a youngster.
sleeping...








...sleeping...
and sleeping some more.

How lovely it is to sleep like when we are young. Completely resting, restful. Am I romanticizing? Probably. I suppose we all have nightmares.