Been work­ing my lit­tle col­lage fin­gers to the bone. Well, that ain’t really true, because it went from col­lage to assem­blage in one fell swoop. Blammo… it started when I found these provoca­tive match­books in the pile o’what can I do with this? stuff in the stu­dio desk drawer. Rather than just have the matches sit­ting around […]

In “The Sci­ence of Sleep” Gael Gar­cía Bernal cre­ates a fas­ci­nat­ing and — to those of us who live in the Fluxus World — totally under­stand­able vision of of a man’s life wherein the dream becomes the real­ity and the real­ity con­tains frag­ments of truth and lie. Beau­ti­ful dreamer, wake unto me, starlight and dew­drops are wait­ing for thee. In grade […]

Today, dear Sagit­tar­ius, you will find com­fort in the small­est of suc­cesses. There will be no ants on your kitchen coun­ter­top. The dogs will want to be out­side, in the back­yard, all day long and will be strangely silent. Their capac­ity for non-​stop bark­ing will be curbed by their fas­ci­na­tion with but­ter­flies and nat­ural events. […]

Oh my my my… while perus­ing the book shelves yes­ter­day, I came across a very old copy of The Lit­tle Lame Prince. This was one of my very favorite books as a child and most of it mem­o­rized over 45 years ago. Read­ing it again, now with inter­net access to the author infor­ma­tion and wikipedia arti­cles, brings it even […]

I got down and dirty per­sonal today but left off iden­ti­fi­ca­tion and other infor­ma­tion. It’s been a long day so far and will be longer still. Here’s a link to the arti­cle: Stand­ing In the Mid­dle Of the Road

Just fin­ished writ­ing another Blog­Crit­ics arti­cle. Reviewed two of Wal­lace Wang’s lat­est books on using Mac devices. The pro­lific Wang, a stand-​up come­dian as well as a tech writer, has writ­ten dozens of books. My New Mac, Snow Leop­ard Edi­tion and My New iPhone — 52 Projects to Get You Started… pub­lished by no starch press. Back when I presided […]

The Art of Trash Art Oh my god, it’s true. One man’s trash IS another man’s trea­sure. And one man’s ceil­ing is another man’s floor, but that only applies to art if you’re hang­ing mobiles or installing light fix­tures. I pon­dered, lonely as a clown, my 96-​year-​old friend Velma Engle­hard as she swerved and swayed in her station […]

Yes, it has begun. And I will con­tinue by sub­mit­ting to the cig­a­rette machine redux appli­ca­tion process. The Assem­blag­ist exper­i­ment for this time-​frame will be Art-​o-​mat, Artists in Cel­lo­phane (A.I.C.) in the esteem and well-​thought of mega­lopalago­ria of Winston-​Salem, North Car­olina, United States of Amer­ica, North Amer­ica, Earth. All pro­to­types are con­sid­ered and inspected and become […]

Local obit­u­ary reports death of sales­man who resided on Rat­tlesnake Ave. Those of us who live on Ter­rapin Track Road and Lizard Slip mourn his pass­ing. When we lived in Tomato, Arkansas, life never stopped. It was just one day after another. Now that we enjoy Flux and real­ize the impor­tance of its con­tin­u­ous presence — life […]

Years ago, I down­loaded and saved the fol­low­ing “How To Write a Book Review” and per­haps should share it with my read­ers. Remind­ing myself of the finer points of crit­i­cal analy­sis is always in vogue. If I can’t talk to me, well… who else will lis­ten? The fol­low­ing quote is from a long for­got­ten web­site but I see the Los […]

It’s been far too long between reviews. While assem­blage art and 3D fun take up my stu­dio time, it’s into the book fray I must once again ven­ture. After three months of search­ing for a venue for my genius — I landed upon an oppor­tu­nity at Blog​Crit​ics​.org. Grabbed that puppy up by the scruff of the neck and slammed a quick […]

Fluxus Thoughts on my recent visit to the Andy Warhol Museum in Pitts­burgh: When events occur dur­ing one’s con­scious­ness, said occur­rences become com­mon­place, the every day back­ground influ­ence of the every day. I sus­pect 9⁄11 will become such a phe­nom­e­non. Take World War II, for exam­ple. To my par­ents, the great­est gen­er­a­tion, the War defined the remaining […]

In North Car­olina, we’re com­bin­ing his­tory with art and cre­at­ing delight­ful com­bi­na­tions. Kudos and hats off to Linda Carlisle for her role in this. Per­son­ally, I think the Moon Pie Eat­ing Con­test will high­light our visit, but ya’ll can go and choose your own stel­lar moment. Look for Rob and me, I’ll wear a pink car­na­tion and […]

It seems to me, just a lit­tle ol’ assem­blag­ist, that Dorothy and Ruth may have received some instruc­tion from the Irish­man who, in 1954, set a non­stop speak­ing record. When inter­viewed about Mr. Sheehan’s feat, Dorothy replied, “It’s all in the abil­ity to change sub­jects with­out think­ing about the sub­jects and one just keeps on blath­er­ing until […]

In Shop­ping: Shop only once a week. If small extra items are needed, the hus­band can pick them up on his way home from work. In Enter­tain­ing: Plan din­ners so that most of the work is done before the guests arrive. Set the table and have the din­ner either cook­ing or ready to cook before the company […]

In Bet­ter Homes and Gar­dens (1953) there’s a curi­ous arti­cle by Don­ald G. Cow­ley dis­cussing med­i­cine. The arti­cle, titled “There’s News In Med­i­cine, When Doc­tors Meet to Catch Up With Med­ical Progress”, con­tains some rather inter­est­ing infor­ma­tion. There is not yet a polio vac­cine in 1953. How old are you? Do you know about polio? Do you […]

We’re speak­ing today with myself. The room is dimly lit. Dur­ing the tap­ing of the inter­view, two small dogs snooze in the cor­ner crevice while another larger dog slams its entire body against a nearby exte­rior door. Out­side, a neigh­bor dis­cov­ers ter­mites in her shed and engages the car­pen­try skills of her son-​in-​law to repair the damaged wood. […]

I’ve been con­tacted my Meta of SC. She is in dire need of an apparel make-​over redun­dancy. She tells me, yet I am skep­ti­cal, of Lus­cious the Dammit Goat’s appar­ent fab­ric destruc­tion. The Dammit Goat has been with us for over ten years and while we adore her, the wave of wan­ton destruc­tion must cease. Mama Lard […]

It is time. The Flux Mon­i­tor reveals all. Yes, patrons of the assem­blage rag, the most recent of days con­tains many puz­zling conun­drums. Can a conun­drum not puz­zle? Let me redact. I have assem­bled all the nec­es­sary pro­po­nents for my Cor­re­la­tion Phono­graph­i­cal Time Trav­eler. At the present moment, only the small­est of object can trans­port — specif­i­cally cater­pil­lars of only […]

My father Bob Heinold had some truly fan­tas­tic say­ings to insert at the proper moment. This morn­ing I remem­ber a sly, side­ways smile as he told me, “Some are born to lead,” in response to my win­ning an hon­or­able men­tion for a sci­ence fair project in the 7^th grade. 1967 or there­abouts. Mom used to say things like […]

Yes, chil­dren, gather ’round as the truth is related unto you. The Flux­Mu­seum takes time and patience to inhabit. Becom­ing recently acquainted in the spir­i­tual sense, lo’ I say, not yet in the phys­i­cal or astro­phys­i­cal, with Cecil Tou­chon — the amaz­ing and lit­eral exis­tence of life and lies. Flux. It is. I am. “I don’t know where he’s going, […]

Began work­ing on a series of ACEOs today. I’m using ephemera for the design, par­tic­u­larly a Sep­tem­ber 1954 issue of Woman’s Day mag­a­zine. At the time, a copy of the mag­a­zine sold for 7 CENTS and it was labeled “An A&P Pub­li­ca­tion”. I’m think­ing that’s A&P gro­cery store but now my curi­ousity is in third gear, round­ing the hair […]

First, let me make a Michael Arring­ton com­ment, a TechCrunch bitch­slap. I occa­sion­ally read Arrington’s scrib­bles and this time, he is just wrong. Pub­lish­ing hacked mate­r­ial is uneth­i­cal and could be ille­gal. But it’s also a bla­tant grasp for #s. It’s cheesy. This Twit­ter inci­dent con­firms my jour­nal­ist bias. We need real, trained jour­nal­ists, the kind who work for […]

Damn, it’s really hard to write a blog post when Eagle Eye is on in the room. I thought one could rise above the noise and anx­i­ety but hell, any threat to our national good­ness with Shia Labeef and that Arkansas guy, Billy Bob, will col­lect all my atten­tion and just lift it up. Is it any […]