This totally is my social life, and Choire’s too. The other day when we were all over at Amy’s crafting, I was kind of giving Rupert shit for being evil and stuff, and he was all “WHUT?” and I was like, “RuPERT, don’t get all RuPAUL,” and Ricky was all “I’m so stealing that for the Golden Globes next year,” because he always does that, and Amy was like, “You guys I am still really traumatized by having collaborated with Korn and this argument during Crafternoon is not helping me,” but then we all looked at each other and said “KRAFTWERKERNOON” at the same time and died laughing. Choire was posting cat pictures.
“If we could fly would there be numbers
apart from the seasons
in sleep I was flying south
so it was autumn
numberless autumn with its leaves
already far below me
some where falling into
the river of day
the invisible surface
that remembers and whispers
but does not tell even in sleep
not this time”
- W.S. Merwin | “Without Knowing” | from The Shadow of Sirius (via evoketheforms)
otherxcore: This short doc on grindcore and noise has many shots of The Bel-Tower.
Check it out. I must admit that I’ve never been much for either genre, but I can appreciate the work that goes into them and think this is a pretty cool little film. Plus, there’s a ton of footage of my baby (The Bel-Tower), and that makes my heart swell with pride.
You should totally be proud!!!! A DIY woman-run space is the revolution as far as I am concerned.
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