upon me as a ghost

1.    the frame of this painting is just a cliff and there i am: a freely falling object moving freely under the influence of gravity alone. i am neglecting air resistance. i am falling through life. hello. this one is the myth i tell myself in the shower.

2.    My Second Law: me, Accelerating Inversely Proportional to my Dead Grandfather. Oil on Sky, 18x72in. Installation, ongoing.

3.    This painting is on a pendulum between ALONE and TOGETHER. The pendulum is a finely painted story, and it is always in both places at once, but vigorously swinging back and forth, too. It’s installed in a café, with a book pressed open to page 43 on the table in front of it and lipstick stains on the empty café con leche. It is called Center of Mass.

4.    this is a painting where i’m not getting into a car crash because that’s not how i die. it’s small, in an ornate goldcolored frame, of the word (in crisp bright red lettering) “collision.”

5.    thick paint strokes are Don Quixote brandishing his sword at a windmill and shouting angrily YOUR ROTATIONAL DYNAMICS REMIND ME OF THE CYCLE OF EMOTIONS I HAVE TO GO THROUGH EVERY WEEK! it’s impossible for two reasons: 1 because his back is turned to us so we can’t know he’s angry, which we need to know in order for the painting to work 2 because there were no english speech bubbles in that time period of spain and this is a painting in the realism style. note: it is acceptable for this painting only, if your grandfather wants to come back from the dead so he can mispronounce KEE-HO-TEH as QUIX-OH-TEE.

2.     Look at yourself in the mirror and ask yourself if what is out there is better than what is in here. You know the answer: there is nothing in here. But you need to check in because in this kind of situation, you gotta create the illusion of control.

3.     When you first saw an exploding star. That was maybe the best moment of your life. Because you had heard so many times: when we zoom all the way into the smallest parts of ourselves we see the same basic things as when we zoom all the way out. That the cosmos are the same basically as atoms, that trees are the same things basically as lungs, that a baseball is basically the same thing as the planet earth. But there, staring at this explosion from behind a moon, you saw exactly a human eye, played out in unimaginable largeness.

4.     Look yourself in your exploding eye and tell yourself: go.

5.     Put on your first boot. Take a moment and flex the arch of your foot and feel its freedom before putting everything else on. Then open all the casings and leave them open, and alongside everything else, like a piece of corn among spilled guts, leave.

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10.16.16

10.15.16 “The General Hoop | The 69, to tie two ends together | The Adjustable Hoop aka ‘latch’ | some knots notes from Sam’s camp-class”

10.14.16 “Autumn is nothing if not an unbecoming, / and lately I’ve taken to asking my friends / And now? / What once was is what is now. / I said, ‘what about autumn?’ and you said, ‘what about it?’ — K. Connelly, Autumn Song”

10.13.16 “where 1,000s of indígenas were slaughtered by conquistadores in 1600s | where patrick and i had a huge fight in 2015″

10.12.16 “mania”

10.11.16 “the protective spell i’d like to cast over every person on this planet. we’re all— well. if only.”

10.10.16 “The visitors come from all over to see / how I can attend to so little for so long.”

10.09.16 “YOU’RE A TRUTH BOMB, a cute guy said to her once at a party. Before excusing himself to go flirt with someone else. (dept. of speculation, jenny offill)”

10.08.16 “millions of challenges pressures pics meals arrivers havens choices partners needs. the only way is ………..”

10.07.16 “An apple / in my mouth. I know / what Eve / didn’t know: a serpent / is a fruit eaten to the core. I’m / a massacre / of the dreamers, [self portrait with tumbling & lasso, eduardo corral]”