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OPEN STUDIO (come see my work). The CCNY MFA OPEN STUDIOS will be happening Friday and Saturday, May 4th and 5th. Come see new work, meet artists, and take part in our silent auction. Refreshments will be served. CCNY MFA OPEN STUDIOS. Friday May 4th 6:00-10:00PM. Saturday May 5th 11:00AM-2:00PM. Campus of City College, NYC. 141st St. and Convent Ave (1 block east of Amsterdam). Posted by erik j sommer at 11:08 AM. A new show of which I will be participating. The Dialectic of Power and Otherness".
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09/07/2013 at 4:26 pm · Filed under poems. Push you to talk. Are you living in. At the same time? Together. Where was. Your Death born my dear? Forget, a lonely mirror. Click to email (Opens in new window). Share on Facebook (Opens in new window). Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window). Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window). No comments yet ». Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). The data...
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02/11/2014 at 12:39 am · Filed under poems. The magic of the child is. That the child is magic,. There is no word for. To look at that is to know. You too are naming tired. Futures, to remember the. Envelope of birth and easy. A clever child tells you. A trick and the world becomes. Wrong again, adult, who wants. The inventive hand of craft. Cutting up the simple marsh. I want rounded eye smashes. And tulips, no room for fancy. Galoshes or parents. Tombs. Are prettier than math and. P A G E S /404/.
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I'm really into early Picasso right now. Specifically his 'Blue/Rose' period from 1901-1906. Such emotion and delicate, sparse, fragile beauty. This particular piece, "Two Acrobats with a Dog", is from 1905 and can be seen at the MoMA. Posted by erik j sommer at 12:21 PM. I finally made it to the Dia:Beacon. Posted by erik j sommer at 8:16 PM. Dash Snow and Dan Colen. July 26 - August 18. Posted by erik j sommer at 9:23 PM. Check out the new cd 'cross the bridge'. more info here. The shark is coming to t...
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The very generic notion of survival. 10/12/2013 at 12:24 am · Filed under poems. My strategy for acquiring the personality required full immersion, both ontologically and shamefully. What are you going. To make it say? People perceive in compositions. They don’t perceive in individual trees. That’s the jelly. Click to email (Opens in new window). Share on Facebook (Opens in new window). Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window). Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window). No comments yet ».
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A field of something. 01/09/2014 at 4:26 pm · Filed under poems. My thinking smoke is directly above. My right and left nostril. The word loop feeds in a circle, a hazy chain of word chunks I see. Them stretch from ear to ear, one thought held and recycled. Thinking is back and forwards. Language comes through the parse And forced through the throat. Think. In one complete chain of cascades, layer and build and ramshackle spit. I said I say! I speak and then it. I am folding, my being arms are. When we w...
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03/12/2014 at 3:30 pm · Filed under poems. The story never plays. We’d play that film but. Certain parts wouldn’t play. Waiting for the whole story to be told. Certain parts are cut out. The image of digging into. Myself like the way I feel-. A huge vat is formed in. The cavity that we caress and. The large empty hollow. Blown out embellished center. The intimate and exact experience. Of drawing something horrid. A mailbox and a maid. How will I remember this past experience? No origin outside itself,.
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02/28/2014 at 8:50 am · Filed under poems. I want to reboot. And reinstall Mac osX. I should not have. Hold down “option”. Master of puppets the girl. Sitting next to me. The story that never plays. We’d play that film but. Certain parts wouldn’t. Movie on linear tv. How young do you. Want to feel today? Click to email (Opens in new window). Share on Facebook (Opens in new window). Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window). Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window). No comments yet ». 8220;gro...
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09/27/2013 at 2:26 am · Filed under poems. To me, the text. I’ll let you observe. This isn’t a free. Commit to the theater. Welcome to the world. Click to email (Opens in new window). Share on Facebook (Opens in new window). Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window). Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window). No comments yet ». Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). P A G E S /404/. The data of th...
