What do you think of the new design? I realize there’s more decoration than content here, but what can I say.
Author: Nada Gordon
skirt artist
entertainer
ESL teacher
poet
War, Erotics, and Felines
The press release for Carolee Schneemann’s new exhibition, “Remains to Be Seen”, at CEPA gallery in Buffalo, states that it “features three central issues; War, Erotics, and Felines.” War, Erotics, and Felines!
Sigh
Sighted this morning (in the sleet): snowdrops.
Sighted last night: an albino cockroach!
Mood: irascible, nearly violent, full of schadenfreude (PMS!)
Frenching a severed head.
Symptoms of chromophobia:
Your fear of colors can result in the following symptoms:
breathlessness, dizziness, dry mouth, excessive sweating, nausea, feeling sick, shaking, heart palpitations, inability to speak or think clearly, a fear of dying, becoming mad or losing control or a full blown anxiety attack.
You are not the only one to suffer from chromophobia. Most sufferers are surprised to learn that they are far from alone in this surprisingly common, although often unspoken, phobia.
I swear I’m such a seven-year-old crossdresser.
Yes, craft does matter: sequins, archive-quality glue, tiny crepe-paper sakura, scissors, tracing paper, needle-nose pliers, craypas, etc.
**A DAZZLING DISPLAY OF HETEROGENEOUS SPLENDOR**
Roof Books invites you
to celebrate the publication of
Folly
by Nada Gordon
on Sunday, April 1, 2007
from 3 p.m. to 6 p.m.
at 300 Bowery (between Houston and Bleecker)
HEAR SONGS, SKETCHES, & RECITATIONS
DESIGNED TO EDUCATE, EDIFY, AMAZE, AND UPLIFT
but more importantly
H’ORS D’OEUVRES will be served
as well as a variety of BEVERAGES
festive and/or foolish attire encouraged
(a Katie-like entry)
On the F train this evening, a black woman in her 40s or 50s shaking convulsively and preaching in a Caribbean accent. She wore all white and a white turban. Her faux Louis Vuitton white bag with multicolored emblems took up a sideways row of seats while she stood in front of a visibly furious couple (Jewish, I believe) intoning GOD GOD GOD SATAN SATAN GOD, FORGIVE THESE SINNERS, etc etc. She wasn’t quite in glossolalia mode, but she might as well have been. I thought that someone should come and put a cape around her as if she were James Brown.
I noticed that most of those she was preaching to appeared to be Jewish or Muslim (but of course, who knows).
Once we got to Smith and 9th, the couple she was brandishing her fists and words at tried calling 911 on their cell phones to report her, but to no avail — she headed to other end of the train and got off at 4th Avenue.
I really wanted to turn to the pretty young orthodox Jewish girls sitting next to me with their straightened hair, heavy stockings, and multiple shopping bags from exclusive stores, and say “thin line between religion and mental illness, hmm?” But instead I just said “it’s going to get much colder this week.”
What are you gonna do?
“children with facial differences”
Otohime 