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Sherrie Levine False God, 2007
cast bronze
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Shen Shaomin I want to know what infinity is, 2011
Silica gel, electrical machinery, wooden deck chair, industrial salt
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Isa Genzken X-Ray, 1991
Photography
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Ricky Swallow The exact dimensions of staying behind, 2004-05
laminated lime wood
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Kyong Ae Kim The Skulls, 2016
‘Miniature figurines are sculpted with clay. Then these figurines are photographed and digitally manipulated for further transformation. Subsequently, the digital images are transformed into multiple layers to imply the time and evolutionary processes.’
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Michele Beevors the anatomy lesson: horse and rider, after Stubbs, 2005-2011
‘Beevors has created two sculptures of the skeletal remains of a human and an upright skeleton of a horse leaning down to crush the remains of the human body below.’
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Jos de Gruyter & Harald Thys X1 & X2, 2023
Mixed Media
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Susan Hiller The Fight, 2007
Photo-etching and aquatint
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Annabelle Agbo Godeau What Have You Done with Her?, 2024
paper, adhesive, photography, paint
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Christy Rupp Life-size Dodo bird from the series: Extinct Birds Previously Consumed by Humans, 2008
Fast Food Chicken Bones & Mixed Media
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Francesco Albano On the Eve, 2013
‘What deeply interests me is how the physical appearance of the human body can be affected by the psychic and mental state and how the disarray of these states can reshape the body; how it can be annihilated by social pressure, how a specific unrest can deform, distort, void and overfill the body; its container.’
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Milford Graves A Mind-Body Deal, 2021
‘A series of multimedia sculptures put together by renowned jazz composer Milton Graves. These sculptures contain materials from a human skeleton to a plasma globe, a video of an ultrasound of a heart. All of these sculptures were created from ready-made objects from his house and laboratory, including medical models of a spine, a head, and acupuncture models.’
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Barbara Kruger Do you pray loudest?, 1990
Gelatin silver print
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Maisoon Al Saleh UAE, 2022
‘At age 16, Maisoon had a medical check-up that required an X-ray, and therefore she started to get interested in Human bones and skulls, and had the thought that after all we are the same.’
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Hugh Hayden Boogey Man, 2021
‘A skeletal figure made of bald cypress trees, its surfaces proliferated with bifurcating branches.’
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Arcangelo Sassolino Figurante, 2010
Steel, bone, and hydraulic system
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Urs Fischer Skinny Surprise, 2012
wood, dust, sourdough bread
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Makoto Aida MONUMENT FOR NOTHING V, 2019
wood, wire, cotton thread, paper, wood glue, acrylic
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Jasper Johns Untitled, 2018
‘The body is there to remind us that making the work is a strenuously physical process.’
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Edith Karlson Short Story, 2019
Skeleton of a seal, greenhouse plastic
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Bernard Buffet Les Chants de Maldoror, 1952
drypoint on Arches paper
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Olaf Breuning Hello Darkness, 2002
‘The library at the Swiss Institute looked like a burglar would have destroyed it. There was a big hole in the wall chopped out with an ax. Smoke streamed out of it. Going closer, the visitor could peek into the hole and would see a rotating tunnel of light. A moody, dark soundtrack occupied an unknown space hidden inside. The breakthrough was that the wall was big enough to walk comfortably through it. Stepping inside the main room, one would follow the tunnel of light, ending up in front of a skeleton leaning on a wall. At this point, it was possible to observe the whole space. There was an open coffin with a naked blonde woman inside, holding an ax. The woman and the skeleton had a conversation about life and death, guided by a rather depressive soundscape. The room was filled with smoke, so the person standing inside lost the feeling of the space dimensions.’
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Nicole Eisenman DEATH WAITS IMPATIENTLY CO-STARRING CLIVE BANKS, 2018
photo, paint, collage
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Roger Hiorns Untitled, 2019
paint, photo, other
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Erika Rae Bone Music #18, 2003
‘Erika Rae has collected a set of bootlegged jazz records that Russian music fans found a way to listen to music using discarded X-ray films. The music was pressed onto discarded film using phonographs converted into very primitive burners for vinyl. Because the skeletons were shown on the X-rays the handmade discs were known as “bone music.”’
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Eric Swenson Ne Plus Ultra, 2004
‘A seven-point buck whose flayed, decomposing corpse reveals an elaborate scrimshaw of coastlines and seaports etched onto the skull and bones. The work is named for a Latin phrase meaning “no more beyond,” often used as a warning along the edges of old maps.’
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Kiki Smith Untitled (Bones), 1993
154 cast resin and hand applied silver leaf bones
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Tan Zi Hao The Tongue Has No Bones, 2024
Denim jacket, jeans, embroidered patches, plush spikes, wire mesh and Kamus Dewan (1st edition)
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Butch Anthony Various, 1993-2004
‘In the early 1990’s Butch started creating art using various media and techniques, crafting them into one-of-a-kind-masterpieces. Throughout a career spanning decades, Butch created a specific genre of work called Intertwanglelism, (inter = to mix; twang = a distinctive way of speaking, thinking, behaving, assessing; and ism = a theory). Butch attended Auburn University in the mid 1980’s, where he studied zoology, geology, and biology. While there, he enrolled in a comparative anatomy class that he would later attribute to the use of veins and bones in his art.’
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p.s. Hey. ** James, Thank for your bright eyed response to the Dunce. Everyone in France loves Poe, but apparently that’s because Baudelaire is the one who translated him into French and made him a better writer than he actually was. Yeah, I don’t really write anything like I talk. Maybe a little in the p.s. when I’m in a rush. If you ever see/read spoken interviews with me, it’s pretty obvious. Dear James’s Dad, Your son is gay but he has a big heart. I’m a tea big liker too. But only caffeine tea. It would take me an hour to try to come up with my 10 favorite GbV songs, so I’ll spare us both. ‘Johnny Appleseed’ would be one of them though. I like the word mug. It conveys a lot. Dude, if you start wearing crop tops you’ll be so out of the closet you’ll be sorry or secretly relieved. ** Jackson Palmer, Hi, Jackson. Sorry to barge in on your tete-a-tete with James, but just to say it’s really nice to have you here and know I’m amongst your local chorus of fans. Oh, wait, you did talk to me a little further down, never mind, Hello! Let me try to direct people to Fungus. Everyone, Jackson Palmer, artist and creator of the super visuals you saw in the ‘Dunce Codex’ welcome post has a book of his comix/art that you can and should get your paws on. It’s called ‘Fungus’ and you can get a copy either by requesting/ordering one at [email protected] or calling (319) 354-6632. ** Charalampos, It’s out! How about that! ** Nik Hi, Nik! Yes indeed, you are in there and you acquit yourself masterfully, may I say. Everyone, super writer Nik Slackman, whose work is amongst the wonders in ‘Dunce Codex’, directs us to two short fiction pieces by that I can safely assure you are highly worth reading. They’re here. I kind of vaguely started a new fiction thing, but I’m mostly working on our new film script at the moment. I’ll go back to it after and see if it holds any promise. Really nice to see you! ** Jack Skelley, See, you or, rather, it made it! ** James Bennett, Well, I certainly don’t always live up to it either, but trying is enough, I think. Would it be interesting to reveal what said ‘fancy’ restaurant is or serves that causes it to accrue the adjective ‘fancy’ and necessitates the enclosing of said word quotation marks? ** Steeqhen, Yeah, it’s really good. Sorry to overfeed you, but I fear that’s the blog’s metier. Having made zines, I recommend it, at least once to find out if it’s an additive form for you or not. I think I was ill-suited to being on the radio, but back in those days being inarticulate was practically a requirement re: hosting a show on college radio. I watched my first ‘Final Destination’ on a plane. I don’t know what they were thinking. ** Adem Berbic, Mr. Berbic! Lucky you because my copies of my old Serpents Tail books are basically just crackers with language tattoos on them at this point. I’m going to have to pay more attention to the physical quality of print on demand books from now on because I sort of find them totally hunky dory. Delayed punk rock damage perhaps. Yes, you can send the mss., and please do, and do keep in mind how massively slow I can be and will especially be until our film is finally finished and premiered. But I am excited to read them, you can bet. Keep it at least slightly unreal, Dennis. ** Cletus, Hey! It’s a bit of hassle, but others have had that problem, and at least some of them solve it by entering the blog through the Facebook page for the blog which takes you straight to the newest post. Let me/us know when ‘Jesus Freak’ is out, please. Awesome, congratulations! And take care until next we meet. ** jay, Hi. If I did catch your drift, the thing of mine in ‘Dunce Codex’ was unpublished when I gave it to them, but they look so long to actually publish the thing that it ended up in ‘Flunker’. So, no. I’m probably not thinking straight, but if your fridge is toppling in slow motion, can’t you just prop it up? Or … ? How’s the dissertation going? I hope the weekend squeaked through. ** Bill, Hi, Bill. Thanks. Weekend okay? And why isn’t it called Weekstart? ** Joe, Hi! I’m not capitulating, but it’s such a secretive all encompassing system that I suspect I’m inadvertently capitulating right and left. Oh, yes, we want to show the film as much as possible wherever. That’s what we did with ‘PGL’. We did screenings of it (and still do) all over Europe. It will depend on whether we land a sales agency or not because they would ostensibly be in charge of deciding and organising that. But I feel confident that we’ll end up seeking opportunities. It’s already going to be screened in Berlin this spring and maybe other cities. But, yeah, we want to get it out and seen in projection form as much as we can before it gets relegated to the streaming platforms. Thanks for asking, pal. ** Dominik, Hi!!! I know that song. Or I mean love’s latest output. But I had forgotten that it was originated by The Cardigans. Huh. How are and what are you doing at the moment, my friend? And as for love … State of love and trust, as I busted down the pretext, sin still plays and preaches, but to have an empty court, uh huh, and the signs are passin’, grip the wheel, can’t read it, sacrifice receiving the smell that’s on my hands…hands yeah, G. ** _Black_Acrylic, It does, doesn’t it? Thanks for the Agutter movie link! I need something to watch. Very happy you’re feeling better, and I hope your nail is a good news fossil. Enjoy The Return. Keep your wits about you. ** Misanthrope, I was wondering if you were one of the people who got one of those Musk ‘prove yourself’ emails or not, but you didn’t mention it, so I hope you’re not in that moron’s sights. So sorry and horrible about David. God, George, so sorry. ** Darby𓃰𓃰, Hey, D! I’m sure you’ll be back to your preferred size before you know it. Trip weight is probably like Xmas weight, just site specific. Watercolor that picture with a big deserved smile on your face. Cassette player, exciting. Is it now your open hands or even on a shelf or table or floor or wherever you see fit? The trip sounds fun. I’ve heard of Myrtle Beach, and I have other friends who’ve spoken of it with pleasure. Nice. And awesome about the training. What does training involve? When to be nice to the animals and when to be bossy? That’s quite a new nose you’ve got there. Wow. My world is okay, just overly busy getting our film finished, as usual. But fine, good, doable. ** HaRpEr, Yep. I mean that’s why I started making films. Total frontier. But with just enough verbiage in the medium to make me feel initially at home. And, yes, about poet’s novels. For sure. That prank call is stupid and pathetic, jesus. Those signed books will definitely come in handy. Even the Gaiman because eventually people will just think of that as a problematically interesting flaw, i.e. Celine or Burroughs. ‘Books are tools, not toys’: Since when are those two functions dichotomous? Hm. ** Okay. Let’s see … oh, right, the skeletal is your thematic for the day. See you tomorrow.
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Hey Dennis,
The restaurant where I work is called Lyle’s. I called it fancy as a kind of shorthand because it has a Michelin star and it’s expensive. The food is really good though. I’d describe it as elevated and inventive British cooking.
The enclosing of fancy in quotation marks was not my doing, but yours. I’d guess my enquoted “weekend” got spontaneously scrambled in your most esteemed brain.
My lower back decided to seize up yesterday so I’m shuffling around the house like an arthritic zombie.
Think I’m gonna crack open my Collected Frank O’Hara today. I’m in the mood for playfulness and surprise. Also my bf just got back from the Berlin film festival so I’m looking forward to our reunion.
Did I once read something about you liking a very early Edmund White book? I bought his first two novels in a single volume a while ago and it’s tempting me.
How are things with you? How’s the week ahead looking?
Ciao my friend,
J x
Dennis, I did not get that email. All my fed employee coworkers did, though. No one’s going to respond. They have to go through chain of command. It seems that might actually be the test with that email. Hegseth and Patel told their people not to respond, as did the other department heads.
Yeah, David thinks there was heroin mixed in with the fentanyl he bought. He was acting crazy. Not violent or anything but just crazy in other ways. Lots of screaming and clapping and slapping himself and stuff. Alex had never seen anything like it. It was even more than we’re used to seeing. I’m talking to him about getting help but he doesn’t seem to want it. Ugh.
Hey Dennis,
Lovely post today. I used to be a bit obsessed with bog bodies, especially when I saw some in a museum in Dublin. I also saw this Chilean short film The Bones a few weeks back and that was incredible, using stop motion and puppetry to make a faux found footage silent film that told the story of Chile’s political history (which i didnt know until afterwards).
My backlog of projects and ideas for after college keeps growing! Either this summer will be the craziest burst of creativity, or I will just spend the whole time partying and playing video games. Probably the latter.
I finished the article and I will probably re-edit it today as I wrote most of it in one long stretch. I feel like it’s a good piece though.
Watching Final Destination on a plane… wow I think I would have a panic attack. Apparently a new film is coming out this year, but from what I saw it looks nothing like the original plot that I read about; taking place on a ship a couple hundred years ago.
I had some crazy dream this morning that I’m struggling to remember fully, it just involved some like gay mass suicide. It was like an open air party/pride thing and at the end everyone started killing themselves. Not me though, I just was sitting on some open air toilet that had some guy i know in it (before i used it) and had to collect some little trinkets for my friend to collage with. I’ve been having a lot of ‘stress dreams’, like one about last minute booking a flight to Paris that I didn’t even use, and getting into a miscommunication with my friend over there and fighting… Hoping that it’s just a byproduct of all my work.
I’m on the bus rn and it’s starting to rain… hoping I don’t get soaked! See ya tomorrow!
Susan Hiller The Fight, 2007 is pretty charming.
Hey Dennis, you (very briefly) appeared in one of my dreams last night. I was in a car with someone else and we were driving through Woonsocket and I happened to notice you by the side of the road with your thumb sticking out, as if you were hitchhiking. I wondered if I should have mentioned it to the driver, to have them offer to give you a lift, but decided to just keep my mouth shut and we drove on. I guess that was a bit rude of me ha ha.
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This is yet another post I’d like to move into. How amazing are “On the Eve” and “Skinny Surprise”! And I’d love to see Arcangelo Sassolino’s “Figurante” live and in motion so much. Thank you for this excellent collection!
Ah, I’ve been meaning to write a personal update – and ask for the same! Thank you for asking! Mainly, I’ve been busy (very busy compared to my usual super-slow lifestyle) with a new project I’m calling Hermit Hour. In a nutshell, it’s a support service for people struggling with task and routine initiation. It now has a very minimalistic website, which might explain the concept a bit better: https://hermithour.com/. I’ve been wanting to start some kind of helping service for a while, but it took me a long time to find a niche that truly feels like a good fit. We’ll see whether there’s any interest, of course, but I’m very excited to finally launch it.
Other than Hermit Hour, SCAB is my main focus – the next issue comes in less than a month!
What’s happening in your life? How have you been?
Ah, I haven’t heard this song in ages! How about staying with Pearl Jam: On the edge of a
Christmas clean love, Young virgin from heaven visiting hell, To the man above her, she just ain’t nothin’, She doesn’t like the view, She doesn’t like the view, She doesn’t like the view, But he sinks himself deep, Od.
Before memes were even a thing, Maurizio Cattalan made Felix that I saw at Chicago’s MCA back in 2002. Happy memories of that encounter.
Wahey, skeletons. I’ve got one of those! So cool to share a year of birth with Levine’s False God. The Shaomin feels kind of funny to me, and reminds me that mortality is pretty handy. Genzken’s looks ouch-worthy. Swallow’s skeleton seems chill. Kim’s is cooool. Rorschach-y. Poor human, in that Beevors. Gruyter and Thys have made some very unbothered looking skeleton dudes. Hiller’s drawing is sweet. Black and white are so popular on this blog. I admire Agbo’s acrobatics. Poor dodos, in general. I’ve never felt quite as bad as the Albano. Woof, a lot going on in that Graves. Kruger’s is wallpaper material. Saleh’s is gloomy. Hayden’s creeps me out, those branches, eek. Figurante spooks me out, ew. Inorganic and organic matter clashing. Squishy, eugh. Sometimes I pose like Fischer’s skeleton. The Aida is kind of giving propaganda-y vibes. Johns’ feels jazzy. The Karlson made me frown, that seal skeleton, sad stuff. Buffet’s is simple(r) but effective. I like Breuning’s kind of art, which just involves making an interesting space. Eisenman’s is giving album cover. The Hiorns makes me think of that disc we sent into space for aliens to see. I recall the Rae’s Bone Music. As ever, a good day to not be a flayed, decomposing corpse. Thank you Swenson for reminding me of that. Smith’s bones feel a little tacky. The Hao is very punk-y. In an art-y way. I LOVE the word intertwanglelism, very nice, Anthony. Cobbler’s so yummy. Skeletastic post.
Hi D-Dawg, merry Monday. I’m surprisingly feeling more bright-eyed than I expected of myself last night. I thank you for plonking the Dunce on the blog in my line of sight. It was some cool stuff! Still is cool stuff. Will be for a while, probably possibly forever, I imagine.
Props to the man. Leave it to Baudelaire to make good stuff. I love his comparison between a dead dog with ‘Its legs raised in the air, like a lustful woman’ and the poem’s speaker’s lover – ‘yet you will be like this corruption.’ It makes me feel better about myself.
Writing and speaking are interesting things to consider in relation to each other. I might write more than I speak aloud, or at least, speak through writing more than I do with my physical mouth. In an ideal world I’d exist as text alone. But NO I’m saddled with a real life body, instead. Are you in a rush often, these days? And how do you find doing interviews? Boring, fun, meh? I imagine it depends. Just curious.
Thank you, Dennis, for putting in a good word for the pater. However could he not by swayed?! Not that such swaying is probably necessary since he’s tolerant enough. I have been Unleashed! The Large-Hearted Boy that I (apparently) am, upon today, and now I’ve come back home and am feeling pleasantly relaxed.
Decaffeinated tea does bum me out a bit, but I can stomach it. I’m drinking rooibos at the moment. Coo, it’s rather a pretty afternoon out there.
I shall have to give Johnny Appleseed another listen soon-ish, at the end of this Sondheim number. Oh, how I love Sondheim. So so much.
Mug as a noun, as in the drink receptacle, mug as a noun in the informal sense, as in a face, mug as a verb, as in to rob, my, it does cover some ground. Such semantic variety!
Ah, you’re so cherry, right, I remember this. Clown Prince of the Menthol Trailer is such a great album title. I’ve got no idea how GbV come up with their titles.
Well, it being winter means I’m unlikely to feel the need to strut my stuff (i.e., midriff and navel) with a croptop, so, I suppose I’ll have to wait until summer to terrorise the world with all that skin of mine. And limited amounts of hair. I really don’t know where I stand in relation to the figurative closet. I’ve apparently no need to come out since it’s so obvious to so many, but equally, some of my family seem to be, somehow, unaware. At another stage of life, croptops may be my thing. But for now, wrapping up is my modus operandi. Even if I did get so warm on my walk home today I had to stop on a garden wall to take a jumper and coat off. Anywaysies, emails call, and the evening. See you Tschussday!
My article on the Slamdance Film Festival, including a review of the Dean Johnson documentary, came out today: https://gaycitynews.com/queer-films-slamdance-film-festival-2025/ . Did you know Johnson?
I felt somewhat better over the weekend, though I’m still sneezing and have a sore throat. I’ll see what the doctor says this afternoon.
I’ve been thinking of approaching East Village Radio to inquire about the possibility of doing a show there. I don’t have any particular concept, just music of all kinds that I like. I do worry that selecting 2 hours of music to play each week, without repeating myself, is an awful lot of work.
PS: My doctor doesn’t know exactly what I have, but he thinks it’s a bacterial infection in my chest. The next step is getting a chest X-ray, probably on Wednesday. It’s so frustrating to feel like crap constantly and not get a path towards a solution after all this time.
Hey Dennis,
I pulled this post up on my laptop earlier and now I’m reading it on the London Underground — most of the images and embeds haven’t loaded, and Firefox has chosen to represent them as thin black rectangles containing white voids. Which one could maybe call an extremely deconstructive meta-comment on skeletal art?
Awesome, thank you. I’ll email them over now (circa 8pm London time), so they should have crossed the Channel into your inbox by the time you read this. I got my Bruce LaBruce cherry popped last night by The Visitor, which I don’t know what to think of (in a good way), except that it was very funny. No sweat for the timings, my own ability to reply promptly to anyone or anything has, evidently, also gone off a cliff-edge lately. Again, fingers crossed for final film manoeuvres, keep me posted — hugs.
Hey, Dennis! Some really interesting pieces today. I really like that Francesco Albano piece. Yes, I did end up watching ‘The Color of Pomegranates’. I guess the Criterion version is a sort of hybrid cut/restoration that most closely represented Parajanov’s original vision. Or at least, that’s how they prefaced it. Hard to say anything that hasn’t already been said about it, but I thought it was a really impressive film. So meticulously crafted and visionary. I tried to challenge myself to watch it passively—focusing on the visuals only, but I truly don’t think that’s possible. It’s currently quite stormy here, and heavy thunderstorms are imminent. Funnnnn!
Hey. After a bummer weekend I re-read ‘The Morning of the Poem’ today. Schuyler always cheers me up. He reminds me how nice it is to just eat oranges and drink coffee and smoke cigarettes and look out the window and go for walks (which is probably the most romantic thing you’ll ever catch me saying, but sometimes it’s warranted). Then I did a dramatic cleaning and re-organising of my room, and now I feel a lot better. I sometimes get the feeling that everything in my orbit is contaminated, so creating a faux fresh start always helps.
It just hit me recently that I only have another month of classes before they end and I work on my assignments away from class, and then that’s it. Weird. Out of nowhere, when you think it will never come, it suddenly does.
Yeah, I’m the frequent target of prank calls for some reason. Lots of people seem to have my number. My brother’s idiot friends used to frequently call me to say that they were ‘going on a fag hunt’ and they were coming to get me. I could tell who they were so I wasn’t too scared. That was years ago now. Half of the people I went to school with are not really doing anything eventful, so I’m not exactly bitter.
Ooh skeletons, let me think… I’ve always been obsessed with the Fiji mermaid, a fake mermaid skeleton made of a monkey sewn to a fish. Several derivatives have been made by different people and cultures to create similar hoaxes. There’s one at the British Museum, although currently not on display. And oh yeah, the skeleton of the eight foot man at the Hunterian museum comes to mind – recently removed due to concerns that placing a random Irish man behind a wall for all of eternity to gawk at was a bit disrespectful to the sanctity of the dead. I see their point, but personally, when I’m dead I think I’m probably beyond caring about that kind of thing. Anyway, I highly recommend the Hunterian if you’re ever in London. And the John Soane museum as well. London has a lot of museums like that, now I think about it, displaying vaguely gothic victorian trinkets. The Natural History museum has a wonderful behind the scenes tour of its ‘spirit collection’ where you see all of these foetuses in glass jars and terrifying species of fish, as well as the corpses of several creatures owned by Charles Darwin.
*Poof* Howdy hi weekend off to gather my thoughts! I looked up when you actually published Guide and wow I literally wasn’t even swimming around my dad’s nuts. I was born in 1998 and I always think you were too I blame this youthful vibrance you have and the whip smarts it translates over text to stay young forever my guy and drop the secret too! Oh I encounter this what ill call phenomena where guys meet me and express what horrible boyfriends they would be but must recognize something in me and are always like lets be friends who absolutely don’t touch! Lol I want some help with that it’s so funny cause they will acknowledge any latent attraction but like idk if im being protected or gate kept from sex it’s funny either way sorta. Oh that aside whats been up with you I recently did this movie sort of tell all posting my whole life thing on my instagram and this boy watched and keeps watching all of it he’s old news I do love him in a were mirrors to each other sort of way but im more interested in how amazing my storytelling abilities are hum writer seems like a title and less of a job seems like you pick up a pen and suddenly you’re in all the roles of the movie that is your life fun superpower. Whats for dinner and ill be back its the weekdays so I treat the blog like a fun activity weekends I may go rogue lol ttylxox brb.
Love the gallery today, of course. Funny, the Shen Shaomin piece is pretty fleshy compared with his earlier work. I remember these mutant monster skeletons with references to Chinese mythology. That Francesco Albano piece is quite lovely.
I have a submission deadline in days. The trailer is maybe 40% done, yikes.
Good to see the Slamdance reviews, Steve. Hope you feel better soon.
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Hey Dennis, I’m from India and I’ve been meaning to get a copy of The Sluts for a long time now and I haven’t been able to because they don’t sell here.
I’d love to know if you’d be willing to hook me up with a copy somehow.
Hi Dennis! How are you? Things have been okay, I’m just working on school things. My head is very boring in general, but I’ve been scribbling some stuff in my tumblr diary? They’re here if you want to sneak a peak! https://loreleitrix.xyz/tagged/diary I hope everything is going well with the movie (and everything else)!! I found this skeleton which I found very charming and I hope you find him charming too. https://www.tumblr.com/loreleitrix/776428211707019264 x, e.
Hi Dennis, sending you an email about a screening opportunity now, J x
eee skeletons. skeletons used to actually scare me deeply even up to adulthood. great selection here. missed hessler day, hessler rules but i love hammer in general. dunce codex seems cool, i’ll add it to my list of things to get, even if i mostly don’t like emailing people to buy stuff.
not much from me. had a big breakthrough in writing my current thing. got my asterism order in, got on melting and codon. very nice paper feel. gonna melt into on melting. split pea soup is warming me up.
that’s all i think!
Hi Dennis! I gotta say these are maybe my favorite kinds of posts you do. There’s so many great rabbit holes to go down. Coincidentally today I found a cd of A chance to cut is a chance to cure by Matmos. I love those guys. Their song “for Felix” on that album is like the film score of my dreams. Both their dads are doctors and mine is, too. I don’t have the heart to tell him I’m working at a weed store so he keeps sending me the emails of his doctor friends wanting to get me a job. Not really sure how to tell him that I’m really just trying to do more fag shit. But whatever.