Cyrus Console: Brief Under Water

My friend and teacher Cyrus Console has published his first book of poetry/prose from Burning Deck:

Brief Under Water


Below, an excerpt.

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I was sad for the birds. The gym was no kind of sky. The window was too clean to see. The wind feigned injury, circling the nest. The wind's cry was less pained than afraid. The song in the wire sped out through the perfectly empty holes it sped in through, and the hills, the hills rose and fell under the bullets, whose path truer than a line of sight. They are blind. All things are as liquid to them. God grant them a warm breast / to bury their faces. And so on and so forth. Imbecile.

Undisputed

Jordan and Ryan's first attempt at some Hip-Hop

Undisputed

Bush and Apollinare: The Pretty Redhead

(link above)

How to Deal With Longing and Other Phenomena

Further Wax Works

Projected with the marching film (previous post) on the walls over the pieces.

Smoking towers. The fire alarm went off the night of the show, fire department came complete with hook and ladder.

In the Time Spent Scraping Together the Things that Matter the Most

PowerPoint Presentation #2

In the Studio

One of a series of powerpoint text presentations I am working on.

In the Studio

Away for the Holidays. A look into the studio and at the chalkboard wall for now. The final image is the last small-chalkboard entry,
I was in a foul mood.
Happy Thanksgiving.

And congrats to Jordan of Growing Nation, and his Wife Marlee and their daughter Bella for their newborn son/brother Townes Rian Stempleman, 9lbs and some ounces.