Do I or do I not buy what appears to be a very serious mug regarding the Rapture?
I “took” photos of Bonesludge in Graceland! Waving to the camera out front and solemnly observing the King’s grave in the mediation garden (in the back, center).
This is our collaborative new media art project.
Hey look this! Max and I have been planning this for days!
This is still The Coolest Thing.
Is Skype like the P.O. Box of phones? Because I’d love to communicate vocally with people but I don’t want them to know my personal number.
I’ve been writing a long piece on body image but I know nobody’s going to give a shit about it because nobody cares about women’s problems with mainstream requirements for how a woman should look so instead I’m just going to reiterate in short sentences this post I made in July 2013:
The more powerful and confident I feel about my body and my face and the way I take up space, the more I deeply feel that there is something innately wrong with me. Mainstream, and even alternative, cultures have taught me that if I feel empowered and in control, I am probably actually quite ugly and flawed and obnoxious and I have to overcompensate for my weaknesses by constantly celebrating my life and “achievements.”
Even looking back now, I still sound defeated in my post:
SO THAT’S IT. I HAVE TO REMEMBER TO ENJOY MYSELF. GIVE IN TO THE FACT I’LL HAVE PIMPLES UNTIL I’M DEAD, AND YELLOW TEETH, AND NO STEADY WEIGHT.
I’m not asking to be beautiful. I’m asking to be respected and encouraged to live life on multiple planes of existence-creatively, sensually, physically, mentally.
Started following you on here through MaxCapacity. I admire your candidness in your posts. Wish I lived around there to shoot the shit. Ever seen The Stuff? Great, bad horror.
Hey thanks for reaching out. And it’s really wonderful to get feedback about my “work.” I write every day in varying lengths and topics and I post some of it here. Sometimes I get criticism that is argumentative or oppressive and I believe that if I was being harmful, it would be really helpful to hear. But sometimes it’s hurtful when people say, “No you’re wrong,” about my life and my desires and my feelings. It’s difficult to manage a public site but address personal issues. Originally this was nothing but horror movie stills and art, but over the years it’s been a forum for my own art and my own ideas.
I wish I could discuss more about my own life and own experiences, but so much is still taboo. So much is still “radical” and it becomes hard to share because more people are willing to argue and oppress rather than discuss and learn and share ideas. I still worry about this blog existing while I’m trying to find work. My life is on the line, it feels like sometimes.
The Stuff is a pretty incredible movie. I saw it a few years ago with a partner whose idea of a good first date movie was Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer. Those were the golden years of my movie watching. I was living with my brother in Portland, OR and we watched things like Maniac Cop, Street Trash, Basket Case, and The Video Dead. I haven’t lived with anyone in 4 years who has been as big of a horror movie fanatic as Jack (save for a few months here and there with my mother, who is a blood and guts addict), and I miss the camaraderie that you can only feel in a dark room with the glowing lights of blood splatters moving across the faces of the ones you love.
Listen/download: Erotica EP by sleeping carlos
My biggest goal regarding my music is to send a song to Sleeping Carlos and get her approval.