Wednesday, September 10, 2008

I ran into Harold down at Nieman Ranch -- he was putting lipstick on a pig.

Monday, September 8, 2008

I ran into Harold at an art opening in Culver City -- he wanted to know what happens when negative capability meets relational aesthetics in the context of institutional critique.
I ran into Harold at Full House in Chinatown -- I was picking cockroaches out of my rice and he was laughing over my shoulder.
I ran into Harold at the Grove -- and that's all I'm going to say about that.
I ran into Harold at the Mobile station on the corner of Eagle Rock and Colorado -- he was just kicking back, listening to some Jethro Tull.
I ran into Harold at the LA Public Library -- he was hushing the librarians.
I ran into Harold on the 3rd Street Promenade -- he was dancing to songs performed by a 10 year-old street singer.