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Donita and Suzi of L7 at O’Cayz Corral in Madison WI early 1990s. Possibly July 1, 1992.

Photo by Pat Graham

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Beasts - 19x15 cm paper, ballpoint pen

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this sex could have been a car crash :/

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detail of richard hell shot by chris stein, 1976.

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Pierre THEUNISSEN (1931 - 2021) - Sculpture Végétative, 1974

Bois

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‘Bat and Dove’, Mel Chin 2007 pigment, ink, egg yolk on paper 10 ½ x 13 inches Airborne Holy symbols embrace/battle in an inky sky. https://melchin.org/

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Absorbed

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sketch

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Charlotte Gainsbourg Self Service n°41 ph. Casper Sejersen

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EatRiceHaveFaithinWomen

eat rice have faith in women what I don’t know now I can still learn if I am alone now I will be with them later if I am weak now I can become strong slowly slowly if I learn I can teach others if others learn first I must believe they will come back and teach me they will not go away to the country with their knowledge and send me a letter sometime we must study all our lives women coming from women going to women trying to do all we can with words then trying to work with tools or with our bodies trying to stand the time it takes reading books when there are no teachers or they are too far away teaching ourselves imagining others struggling I must believe we will be together and build enough concern so when I have to fight alone there will be sisters who would help if they knew sisters who will come to support me later women demanding loyalty each with our needs our whole lives torn by the old society never given the love or work or strength or safety or information we could use never helped by the institutions that imprison us so when we need medical care we are butchered when we need police we are insulted ignored when we need parents we find robots trained to keep us in our places when we need work we are told to become part of the system that destroys us when we need friends other women tell us I have to be selfish you will have to forgive me but there is only so much time energy money concern to go around I have to think of myself because who else will… I have to save things for myself because I am not sure you could save me if our places were reversed because I suspect you won’t even be around to save me when I need you I am alone on the streets at 5 in the morning I am alone cooking my rice I see you getting knowledge and having friends I don’t have I see you already stronger than me and I don’t see you coming back to help me I imagine myself getting old I imagine I will have to go away when I am too old to fight my way down the streets my friends getting younger and younger women my age hidden in corners in the establishment or curled up with a few friends isolated at home or in the madhouse getting their last shot of motivation to compete or grinding out position papers in the movement like old commies waiting to be swept away by the revolution or in a hospital dying of complications nurse or nun lesbian in clean clothes reach out a hand to me scientists have found touching is necessary and the drive to speak our needs is basic as breath but there isn’t time none of my needs has been met and although I am often comfortable this situation is painful slowly we begin giving back what was taken away our right to the control of our bodies knowledge of how to fight and build food that nourishes medicine that heals songs that remind us of ourselves and make us want to keep on with what matters to us lets come out again joining women coming out for the first time knowing this love makes a good difference in us affirming a continuing life with women we must be lovers doctors soldiers artists mechanics farmers all our lives waves of women trembling with love and anger singing we must rage kissing, turn and break the old society without becoming the names it praises the minds it pays eat rice have faith in women what I don’t know now I can still learn slowly slowly if I learn I can teach others if others learn first I must believe they will come back and teach me

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Johannah Herr, How to Hide an Empire: War Rugs from America, 2022. Tufted rugs made from acrylic and wool yarn.

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John Cage, Indeterminacy 6.

he normally followed this with ‘there is nothing to fear for the future of music.’ a pivotal moment for the creation of 4’33

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Meteor / 10.30.24 colored pencil + black paper

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'The Blue Pond'. Hugo Henneberg. 1904.

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2022-09-25