vignettes of the nite LVV: “come on down to the store”

Tonite I listened to Sonic Youth’s Daydream Nation, 1988,  for the first time in years, and I was reminded of how much I like the song, The Sprawl.  Kim Gordon wrote the lyrics, and while there’s been much speculation as to what they mean, according to the band’s biography, Goodbye 20th Century, 2009, they were based […]


vignettes of the nite LVIV: memories, moms, and mentorship

Last nite I had the first of several dinner parties to celebrate my 20th anniversary living in New York before it ends (early September). Its a milestone I’ve wanted to mark but I burned out on big parties (esp. in my apartment) so decided to organize a small impromptu gathering. 13 of us in a […]


conquering the artist statement: a 4 week workshop/sign up now!

Hey there! This year I’m offering two sessions for my annual workshop, open to all NYC-based artists and designers, young and old, emerging and established, etc. I’ve had BFA students take it, MFAs, recent grads, those who’ve been at it a while, older artists, architects and designers who want to jumpstart their visual art practice, […]


vignettes of the nite LVIII: possible spoiler alert

So I’m watching the final season of Breaking Bad, and I was unexpectedly upset when Jesse, after finally escaping from his psychopath captors, doesn’t make it over the fence. Like, whaaaah?! At this point he is a total martyr and his pain is my pain. I guess the best thing about ending a show for […]


vignettes of the nite LVII: cosmic mashups

Today I got an email from a guy I went out with explaining he’d not received emails I sent weeks ago until just then because they were sent to an iCloud account he never uses instead of gmail. He forwarded an example. He also apologized for appearing to leave me hanging, which I didn’t deserve, […]


vignettes of the nite XLVI: genet and lee

“Thereafter, he ennobled shame. He bore it in my presence like a burden, like a tiger clinging to his shoulders, the threat of which imparted to his shoulders a most insolent submissiveness.” ― Jean Genet, The Thief’s Journal, 1948 The Thief’s Journal is one of my favorite books. The kind you can deeply commune with, […]