Astropress

I’m not a photographer which made living in California very easy because you can put a frame around anything there and someone will want to look at it. I’ll stop now. That’s enough of this part of the past.

Thanksgiving 2015, maybe, just another moment in a gorgeous place, maybe watching elephant seals nap, probably around gorgeous kind friends, probably feeling like a zit incarnate. The nostalgia posts will end, soon, I promise.

Birthday in the yard, 2015. Some cats smell like piss. Some cats smell like fish. Birthday smelled like if an angel invented fabric softener and used it to tumble dry a dream. I love you Birthday.

Bear with me through this powerful and unexpected nostalgia for an internally ugly time in my life that was, at times, externally beautiful. A walk in a place where every turn reveals a totally different landscape.

Ohhhh boy. This is a project I did with the poet Andrea Wolf. I wonder if anyone has the completed version. It was the final project assignment for a literature class. We conceived of the story together and I executed it. Would have been in 2015 I think.

I used to drive here from Oakland and walk around anxiously. It was such a privilege to have access to this kind of nature, I wish I’d been in a better mindset to appreciate it. I remember this day very well. That was the night E and I snuck into the Keith Haring exhibit.

Missing living in the Bay Area, sometimes, still. Miss being able to drive to this.

I have a strong suspicion I know who submitted this anonymous card as part of my “Suggestion Box” installation. You can read the rest in my gallery book.

Throwback, navigating the world with Sarah McDermott.

november 9, 2016

dj behavioral health & dj pharoah haqq @radiocpr

the artist sarah beckett o’donoghue in her studio

flair

the second letterpress print i ever made, circa 2010, documented by eva nagao

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