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February 02, 2006
Bless this building [475 Kent Ave, NY 11211]
This morning I had two cups of coffee and performed a little ritual on the roof of the building I'm currently staying in [photos by Ange Gordon]. Some "core emotional release work" so that I can "feel my aliveness". I'll be doing the photo shoots for my posters here I think, and I really wanted to prepare the space spiritually. As you can see we're close to the centre (the vortex), the island that mysteriously sucks you in... shit the twin towers would have been right there behind me. Imagine the amount of therapy that must have been required here after that? Was on the train with Ange yesterday and this attractive young girl right next to us was telling this guy (her boyfriend?) about going to see her therapist... I'm wondering if I could market myself as a 'Design Therapist'? In this city I'm damn sure I could.
Posted by Luke Wood at February 2, 2006 03:50 AM
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Just wanted to note here that I've been a little negative about NYC, not the self-obsession thing, but moaning to Anna on the phone about how conservative it is... I have to say though, it gives you a lot to bounce off... I naively didn't expect it to infiltrate my thoughts in the way it has.
Posted by: Luke Wood at February 2, 2006 04:09 AM
how many choppers fly around on a daily basis there Luke? and when did taggers start leaving their marks so far from street level?
i guess it's an honest response or strategic way of capitalising on the highly mediated nature of experience there... maybe if you still haven't found a drummer you should post your ad there? who knows who'd get to see it.
Posted by: Lola at February 9, 2006 11:00 AM
Hmmm yes, lots of helicopters... get really annoying actually. I've been listening to National Radio a lot this week, trying to reconnect with the Motherland, and it's been really funny. I mentioned to Anna that I thought we sounded so small and far away, and that people were talking about this stuff but that no one (the world) cared... and how I really liked that. The luxury of isolation... we're like a hermit culture. I think I want to go on the dole and move to the West Coast when I get back. But maybe by the time I have to leave New York I will have been seduced by the highly mediated nature of experience here? Is that what the taggers are responding too here? I know for a fact that many of them in this area are middle-class white kids. I hadn't thought of my posters as graffiti but I guess in some respect they are... esp putting my face out there. One poster had the face slashed and ripped which was spooky, and another one got tagged... which was kind of nice I thought. What was the question again?
Posted by: Luke Wood at February 10, 2006 02:16 AM