quote of the week

me: did you know that my venus is in virgo?

him: kitty joe! it's far too early in the morning to talk dirty.

saturday, 01 march 2009: patsy's grandson

saturday, 28 february 2009: patsy

dear kiyomi

dear kiyomi,
it's your birthday. i woke up this morning composing a blog post to honor you. it's nearing the end of the day and still i only have 30 seconds. can you forgive me and accept belated wishes tomorrow.

love,
your overwhelmed, workaholic friend, kitty joe

friday, 27 february 2009

let's re-visit my person of the project, shall we? a cop-out, maybe, but better than totally neglecting the blog. now that the project has been submitted, i can show you the images in their more finished state, with typed text. may be necessary (and helpful) to click on the photos for an enlarged image.

what i've been up to

last july we did research and wrote a proposal.
in october we harvested truckloads of an invasive reed from a lake in queens.
in november we wrote up a budget and signed a contract for a museum residency.
in december we stripped the leaves from the reeds and pulped greenish paper to produce a 4' x 2' print.
in march we were forced out of our studio because the reeds to the ceiling were a fire hazard.
in april we moved the reeds into our new 500,000 square foot abandoned hockey rink residency studio.
in may i graduated from the new school.
the following week the rains came and we started building boats out of reeds.
in june the rain still poured down every day and we thought maybe the boats would come in handy for a noah-style escape. jade moved into the studio and started building a pig ship to include in our armada.
in july, we finally got a meeting with the parks department to beg for permission to flood a fountain for the battle that we'd already labored on for a year.
in august, come hell or highwater, we will float.
i have had one day off in two months. if you'd like to hang out, come to the rink!

quote of last week

overheard in line at the breezy dog hot dog cart at fort tilden:

8 year old boy flexing muscles for mother and little brother:
"you see these muscles?! i got 'em from eating ICE CREAM!!"

a man after my own heart.
this quote is now in heavy rotation in my vocab.

quote of the week

while dragging a foam zebra across an abandonned hockey rink

jade: "ouch...i think i just pulled my love handle!"

send in the depends!

okay. so i get to work at 8am every day. and i stay usually until about 11pm. in the daytime we listen to npr. we hear about iran and cat stevens' new life and sunscreen and such. at night we need something more to keep us going, so at 6 o'clock the radio station turns. last night we tried out the oldies station. now i was raised on the oldies station. i know what i'm going to find there. i expect 'silhouettes on the shade' and the big bopper belting out 'chantilly lace'. but not last night. last night i hung my head as the OLDIES station played 'live to tell', 'papa don't preach' and 'owner of a lonely heart'.

i am an oldie. oh jeez. i mean geez.