stay radiant
eternalsweettimes
exists in the 
realm of
the
physical
the present
from
here
to
infinity
x

ravi

oh walter!

Final Research Papers will be due by 5 p.m. on Wednesday December 12 and submitted to Professor Soussloff's mailbox in hard copy, double-spaced 12 pt. Final papers may vary in length but they will be no less than 15 double- spaced pages, excluding endnotes.

dusk of the written word

rain outside//sunshine within

Boomgates - Whispering or Singing

thought wanders- from the archive 5/6/2011

NOBODY MAKES BODY ART ANYMORE

Is what my friend Elena recently said to me over coffee. She had been writing her honors thesis and was telling me about her research and struggle to write about her own art practice.

WELL YOU DO, SO THAT’S ONE PERSON

was my immediate response. I began to drift off on my own thought cloud. It made me think about the naked body as a form of protest and how

THE NAKED BODY IS NO LONGER SHOCKING AS A FORM OF PROTEST

An Image from Jerry Rubin’s 1970 book ‘DO IT!’[1] sprung to mind.

A young long haired woman walks down an aisle, she appears to be in a theatre or a venue of some kind, and it looks quite fancy.

Seated on either side are rows of people, they appear to be well dressed and considerably older than the young long haired woman walking.The faces of these people seem to be in shock, displaying expressions of disgust, some appear to be in the process of standing up and others look to be shouting.

The young long haired woman is naked except for a well worn pair of running shoes. She is mid stride and in her hands is a silver platter displaying a pig’s head. She was protesting about something, anything, does it doesn’t really matter now though?

WE LIVE IN CONSERVATIVE TIMES

someone recently said to me, we were discussing the present moment in comparison to the time when the picture described above was published. I wasn’t around at that point but they were- they felt the energy around them change.

I momentarily drift back in conversation with Elena.

HOW CAN WE MAKE THINGS NEW AGAIN

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[1] Rubin, Jerry DO IT! Senario’s of the Revolution, 1970

another time man

hegemony part 1

Amanda Ross-Ho, The skies the limit, 2012

why now//why not

scent 
skin
sweat
heat 
scent 
waves

endless horizon//

Page of Vapours- Tiziana La Melia

Page of Vapours, a publication organized by Tiziana La Melia in conjunction with her exhibition Neck of Thirsty Flower, published by Exercise.

Featuring texts by: Julia Feyrer, Dylan Godwin,  Kayla Guthrie, Tamara Henderson, Oscar Hüber, Jen Hutton, Rebecca LaMarre, Michael Loncaric, Maryse Lariviére, Nicolas Matranga, Lisa Robertson and Robin Simpson.

With a poster by Rebecca Brewer.

Sunday September 23rd

4pm—6pm

Readings at 5pm by Tiziana La Melia and Robin Simpson

Refreshments will be served.

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Exercise

147 Main St.
Vancouver, BC
V6A 1B5

Canada

www.exercisecanada.com

between memory and history

legends!

outer space

I have some drawings in this exhibition.

It's the grand opening of neospace this Saturday 2-5pm have a beer!

sentimental nostalgia/nostalgic sentiment

I want to take a picture but I'm feeling too lazy to get up
and walk back to Ivan's shack for my camera
the late arvo sun is shining on me
my hand and pen cast magical shadows across the page
the ocean is so loud it creates a soundtrack
for the muffled music playing from my headphones
which sit on the blanket on the ground beside me
Pepper is grazing amongst the shrubs in the sand dunes
off bobbing on the brink of the horizon is a dark speck
which occasionally lights up as it collides with sun and ocean
my brother and his mates are trying to bring home a trophy dhufish.

The sun still shines on me, the shadows continue to dance across the page as the swell from the outer reef drops off
and picks up again just off shore
Pepper just pressed her wet nose against my arm and I take another sip of beer as the ocean serenades Bob Dylan

sand dunes, bicycles, sunset

Desert Psychedelic- Jimmy Pike

           Fremantle Prison ^

Take it easy, but take it

its sunset at lanodoon...

 

i just wanna survive
i don't wanna read the recipes
and follow instructions

- jim holyoak
1.22am

take me down to your dance floor

today i thought about sharks

the aqua mixing with foam engulfed me

i caught one for jay

the water was so salty

my skin tingled

we were up to our elbows in sand

dennis hopper was our saviour

he told me there were only a couple of sharks out today

just some tigers and the little reefies

they'll just give you 

a friendly nip

the sun was about to set

as we rolled on

through

the dunes

this picture/picture this

today/yesterday/the other day
its the 10 year storm and its time for a dip/
dolphins are breaching 
a few feet away
across the horizon/
the sun is setting
the full moon is rising
i am sitting on my board
looking forward
and backward
forward
and
backward

^

1972 is freedom/ as the present now will later be past

my friends rule!