The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Starstuff

The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Starstuff

when i was little, i fell in love with a tall, blonde, seductive man. he was rich, powerful, and had a lot of devoted friends. he was so beautiful that i would have almost thought he was a woman, if not for his deep, throaty voice and pants so tight that they revealed...
Come Be Me

Come Be Me

after: Leonard Nimoy The truth is We cannot love Love is Some thing Spock thought about a lot Or not Rather it was the man Behind the masks Like his most known Identifying name He came to be An old-fashioned Space-man Because he searched love He trusted And with trust...

A Room with a View

Today’s Prompt: If you could zoom through space in the speed of light, what place would you go to right now? When I was little and people asked the classic question, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” my answer was, “A veterinarian or marine biologist....
Giving a Voice to Space

Giving a Voice to Space

 The Event of a Thread – Day 5 as artists, and as human beings, what kind of space do we create? “It’s an empty city block…And wanting to make the place that everyone can be in and join the work in some way. And thinking about: What are those experiences...
For The Birds

For The Birds

the event of a thread — Day 4 today marked my first Saturday shift at the event of a thread. welcome to wild weekends at the Armory! up until this point, i have been so appreciative of the way that people have interacted with this exhibit. i was stunned by the...
The Event of a Thread

The Event of a Thread

the event of a thread created by Ann Hamilton for the Park Avenue Armory this November i was invited by Anne Bogart to participate as a reader in Ann Hamilton’s installation event at the Park Avenue Armory. as both a great honor and delight, i am reading to pigeons...
Space Exploration

Space Exploration

: Sophie’s information integration system : there is a lot to process. the place that i am in includes both the physical landscape and my own body. a lot of things are different than i am used to. Koumaria is: warm and dry. the ground is hard and it is hard to release...
In The Process of Processing

In The Process of Processing

:: the process that i go through writing this blog :: DMunk and i affectionately joke about my never-ending ability to be “meta” about everything. (and you better believe that when i found out that WordPress has a Tag Cloud above a section called Meta, i...

Partial Eclipse of the Heart

On Fear: (or rather, Off Fear) usually when i need to use the bathroom that is located 10 meters from my sleeping quarters, i hear that crazy frog and i imagine that someone is going to leap out from behind the glowing purple Buddha and kill me. i start to panic....