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Vintage French worker jacket via Atelier de l’Armée.
The best thing about the approach of autumn is… cosmic black metal season!
Ready to rock my new studio opening party on Friday…
Live set for abandoned village in rural Estonia, 26 July 2013.
I’m always happy when the short-pants, flip-flops and brightly-colored garments of summer start to disappear, and we can get back the business of wearing real clothes.
Little family of four FuzzTone SoundBoxes I finished just before the studio move. Info on the boxes here: http://macumbista.net/?p=3988
After far too many years of working out of my flat, I finally decided to spring for a dedicated atelier/studio workshop. Last days have been fully consumed with moving, building furniture, setting things up. Looking forward to the changes and possibilities this new space contains.
Sadly, this piece was lost on a train in Belgium last Spring… perhaps I will try to make a replacement one day.
Navajo-style silver brooch made in the 1980’s by A. Pace at James Reid Ltd, Santa Fe New Mexico (the workshop I apprenticed at in the early 90’s). This was another gift from my father some years ago, which—as you can see from the patina—I don’t wear nearly so often as the Tewa bracelet.
Things I do in the dark….. Live at NK Projekt Berlin, 13 AUG 2014. Photos by Laura Fu.
Whatever happened to……. Crass?
“Our interest is to break barriers and to redefine; to say to people, ‘Anyone can do whatever it is they want to, but you need to actually get out and do it…’” —Penny Rimbaud, interviewed by Huck Magazine at Dial House in the Essex countryside, 2011.
(To be honest, the spirit of Crass appealed to me far more than the music ever did. And I used to half-joke that American punx knew more about UK politics than USA politics from reading Crass record sleeves…. Regardless, live free!)
Worth reposting. Phill Niblock, my favorite octogenarian.
Rustic remodel of a 1979 Airstream RV - Clicky on the Linky
Sanders, Ed. “Fuck God in the Ass”, Fuck You Press, New York 1967.
A collection of poems by Sanders, some of which had previously appeared in the Dick and Mother. This was published the year after the raid by police on Sanders’ Peace Eye bookshop and his ensuing legal difficulties on obscenity charges - the title perhaps inspired by his obscenity battles with the authorities, and another salvo in Sanders’ all out assault on culture. This is the trade edition of 500 copies - the colophone states “Printed in 4 editions - the Trade Edition of 500 copies - The Rough Trade Edition of 10 signed & numbered copies, hardbound - The Tree Fig edition - an edition of four signed & spewd-on volumes, each containing an actual photograph of Ed Sanders coming into the oily summer crotch of an Elm tree - The Marianne Moore Fantasy Edition— an edition of three signed, numbered, boxed copies with beautiful drawings by the brilliant artisit Joe Brainard revealing the author’s secret dream fantasies of carnal union with Marianne Moore. Never in the history of Western civilization have such frank depictions of poetic polugropy been published.”
via Division Leap