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The bait

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Wednesday, June 21 2017

  Summer, deserted Hometown. There are no people around, but lots and lots of dogs everywhere. I’m walking along the 18th street with Pascal trying not to step on the dogs. He seems very happy to see them and wants to draw them. I watch him sit on the stairs of a storefront and sketch a collie. Then it’s getting dark and all the dogs are curling up to sleep right there on the street. I’m alone, it’s getting harder to see. I turn the corner to Mitau street and

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Art vs hive mind

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Friday, May 19 2017

? Night-time, vast flat field. I was sitting on the grass with various craft materials strewn around me, trying to figure out how to weaponize Chinese lanterns. I made a few round lanterns out of embroidery hoops and white silk. The scene was illuminated by burning torches stuck in the ground in a wide circle around me and I picked one of those up to light my lanterns. They ascended about 30 feet and burned up completely. Then I made two square lanterns out of painters’ canvas on

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Shackles

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Sunday, January 22 2017

I was in the bedroom of an unfamiliar artist. There was a round bed with white silk bedding and a huge glass chandelier above it. I had just woken up and was squeezing my feet into shackles that looked like ordinary shiny handcuffs. Then I was trying to get dressed, pulling black silk knickers and a skirt on, which was miraculously quite easy but very funny, and was laughing all the while. The artist was talking incessantly about the significance of the colour white and how h

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Murals

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Sunday, August 21 2016

We were on a tram with Ivy and she kept telling me she wants apples. I gave her apples multiple times and she kept spilling them. We got off at 109 crossing and saw Neil Gaiman throwing wet cement at the facade of a house to make it look like a cave. The entrance looked dismal, but past the antechamber there was a huge hall flooded with blue light and painted everywhere with Dia de los Muertos murals - on the walls, columns and even the floor.The murals were in blue, brown and white, and I

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