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Activities of today and yesterday: Hiked up a trail called eagle's nest while opening my eyeballs to the wonders of waterfalls and moss rock. 

Picked up four nude suits from my perplexed and frustrated Vietnamese tailor. 

Ate a soppy chicken sopa in a dark Mexican disco diner.

Cut and sewed four tits, 4 testicles, 2 scrotums, 4 labia, and two penises for the nude suits.

Plucked copious greens from the garden for chomping.

Procured goat poo from my friend Justin's back yard. 

Met my friend Esteban for some good old fashioned tea and talk talk.

Planned a little birthday trip for my man to San Fran.

While sewing balls and scrotum, chatted with the mom, the dad, the grandma, the sister and my dear friend Mary.

Measured jars and shelving units for my upcoming show.

Read blips and beeps of this and that.

Took my bike on a little ride to visit a lady I love called Ariel and on the way home stopped to chat it up with another lady I love called Jin. 

Sat in fifteen luscious piles of much needed sun. 

pregoos

There is a wee mammal growing inside of me. It's true. 4 months of truth to be precise. To document this process I plan on carrying on in a similar manner only with a giant hump on my front torso and two swollen veiny breasts. I may disguise the hump in fur and feathers or bury myself in the surface of the ground and watch as the ants crawl over me with food scrappings. There will be nudity and occasional mud rolls, sultry lappings of ice cream on simmering summer days and more than enough hormonal fluctuations to make an bassoon sing on its own. 

For ear and eye smiles: JG Reads, a film by Rirkrit Tiravanija

Filz TV - Joseph Beauys 

Four Performances - Marina Abramovic 

Dreams - Delia Derbyshire