Now: Here: This February 17, 2006

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Laura Traverso
Washington, D.C.

hombre 3
drawing

 

Anthony Gonzalez
Washington Heights, New York City

untitled
Photoshop collage

"...For need can blossom into all the compensation it requires. To crave and to have are as like as a thing and its shadow. For when does a berry break upon the tongue as sweetly as when one longs to taste it, and when is the taste refracted into so many hues and savors of ripeness and earth, and when do our senses know any thing so utterly as when we lack it? And here again is a foreshadowing--the world will be made whole. For to wish for a hand on one's hair is all but to feel it. So whatever we may lose, very craving gives it back to us again. Though we dream and hardly know it, longing, like an angel, fosters us, smooths our hair, and brings us wild strawberries."

from "Housekeeping"
by Marilynne Robinson

Nick Holliday
Great Barrington, Massachusetts

bad luck
collage

I'm thinking about fate, chance, and coincidence. Six people died (four murdered, two later executed) because one bus departed 5 hours earlier than another bus arrived. I chose 10 and 15 (10 AM and 3 PM) to represent the 5-hour gap because Perry was superstitious and considered the number 15 bad luck.

The journey's aftermath was up to fate; if things didn't "work out with Willie-Jay," then he might "consider Dick's proposition." As it turned out, the choice was between Dick and nothing, for when Perry's bus reached Kansas City, on the evening of November 12, Willie-Jay, whom he'd been unable to advise of his coming, had already left town--left, in fact, only five hours earlier, from the same terminal at which Perry arrived.

--Truman Capote, "In Cold Blood"

Anaximander
Berlin

sexus & sitte X
digital print

tears are making a soft skin (left)

i won`t stop looking (right)

Peter Ferko
Washington Heights, New York City

chat n' chew
scanned negative

The most important thing on my mind right now iis how hard it is to keep it all afloat. Scheduling is a bitch, especially where money is involved. Starving artist looks better and better until you want to take your honey out for her birthday, when you're glad you are overworking. But the things that get back-burnered are often the most important things on my mind right now...

Sky Pape
Inwood, New York City

night light
Digital photo

This is one of those times when there's too much on my mind. The thoughts don't want to make room for reading or other distractions. I stay up, thinking, wondering, puzzling. When daylight comes, it will be time to take the next step.

"I remember
how the darkness doubled
I recall
lightning struck itself.
I was listening
listening to the rain
I was hearing
hearing something else."

(Tom Verlaine, from Television's "Marquee Moon")

PP
New York City

CLOC[K]
[REPA]IR

Tape and catalog

Still traveling with tape, ripping-up images, becoming a public menace.

Melissa Birnbaum
Washington Heights, New York City

Butterfly Segment 1
acrylic, paper, and polymer on canvas

Making art and lots of it. I enjoy getting
in the moment, particularly when I discover
something. This particular piece triggered
an influx of future work ideas.

Vikki Michalios
Jersey City, New Jersey

untitled
oil on paper, 4"x4"

What is on my mind right now: Womens work

Tim Folzenlogen
Washington Heights, New York City

Self Portrait #95
pencil and eraser

I look at my life in retrospect, and it all seems so magical - the way this person showed up, or how this or that situation led to my next big thing.

So much about my course, has seemingly been beyond my control - not of my creation.

It all seems perfect in that, when looking backwards, there is nothing I’d change. I love my story. I like the way it has unfolded so far.

Looking forward, at this moment, all I see is a brick wall that I am about to crash into.

I’m out of ideas (well, I have one or two, but geez, I don’t know).

Did I really come all this way, just to crash and burn?

I can’t make myself believe that.

Staring at the wall, waiting for the next magical thing to appear.

 

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