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stuff

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My studio's current state includes: a vase filled with droopy flowers

a doodle of a dick

4 finished nude suits

6 cases of boxed jars 

an outdated (by 4 years) calendar

a painting of a horse that wishes it were a unicorn

a handmade card from a friend

a pile of hospital bills

a box filled with pencils, erasers and shavings

a u-haul pen

a slightly flipped through New Yorker

a painting of a dirty crow

4 writing books partially filled with ideas for different projects

3 blonde wigs 

1 black wig

a photo of my mother and father and grandmother

1 clown nose

a pile of old maps

an eager guitar

12 mustaches

a sonogram picture of my inner mammal

a bag of vintage buttons

scraps of nylon fabric 

a half melted candle

a Pentax Spotomatic 

a magnifying glass

missives on wood

a napping typewriter and sewing machine

a microphone

shelves of books (color coordinated)

Pilates DVDs

micro-cassette recorder

hair

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Saturday 06.04.11
Posted by Gabe Blair
 

artaud

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For it is the end which is the beginning. And this end

is the very one

that eliminates 

all means. 

Antonin Artaud 

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Friday 06.03.11
Posted by Gabe Blair
 

2nd of June

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I've been back from Vietnam for two years. Shinizzles of events have occurred since that fine day my plane landed on the ground of Yamerica:  After asking my wife for her blessing, I married the (other) mammal of my dreams, mister Michael T. Hensley. Together we made an explosion of paintings and created an emotional garbage disposal service. We planted food in the yard and ate every bit of it. We traveled to new places and got lost more than once. And... we made the mammal that is now growing inside of me. 

I sniffed armpits and sang songs about abandoned cars. I finished my first novel. I ran 36 miles. I met 17 people (in the flesh) I never knew before. I hired backup singers to sing to me in traffic. I made out with trees. I began to write a musical about one of my average days. I watched the moon wax and wane. I named my toes. I sewed scrotums and tits and labia. I climbed mountainous paths and floated above parrot fish. I spent several sparkly hours with my dear friends and fambly. And and and!

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Thursday 06.02.11
Posted by Gabe Blair
 
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Go outside. Good things happen outside.