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Shelter Island vs Rodeo

VMac — Sat, 20 Feb 2010 15:18:37 +0000

Well, the rodeo won out, with Shelter Island viewing coming in on Monday instead of today. We're going to the Bob Martin Agri Center and I'm hoping the sights and scenes will provide much artistic fodder. Artists and writers must get out of the studio and observe, duh... of course you know that, but for me the real treat is in observing and photographing those who dwell outside my comfort zone. ... read more

A poem as “liquid fluxus”

VMac — Tue, 26 Jan 2010 03:48:44 +0000

I recently discovered, via a Facebook friend, UbuWeb.com and Henri Chopin's poetry. This discussion, quoted from ubuweb, just thrills me. You can listen to Chopin by clicking here. go ahead, do it... listen to a Cantata for Two Farts ... read more

Everybody was fluxus fightin’, that art was fast as lightnin’

VMac — Fri, 09 Oct 2009 14:51:41 +0000

Verily I say unto you... anyone can join in an argument of Fluxus Relativity. Therein lies the rub, the point, the purpose, of the Very Fluxus Which We Love. Agree with me not. ... read more

Fluxus Lives and Never Dies

VMac — Fri, 09 Oct 2009 13:35:38 +0000

A question, posed by the Demonstrative Fluxus Administrator Cecil Touchon, answered thusly upon the Facebook Fluxus collective: ... read more

Parallel Synchronized Randomness

VMac — Thu, 24 Sep 2009 14:25:02 +0000

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 school, now here is the ultimate Fluxus Flashback, Julie Grettum sang "Beautiful Dreamer" as a solo, on stage, must have been around 196, Echols School. The rest of us sang "It's a Grand Old Flag" because it was a high flying flag and forever in peace may she wave. She might be the emblem of the land I love, but she is also the home of the free and the brave. One hand celebrates Woody Guthrie while the other? It rides the City of New Orleans. Julie's mother made pasta, I remember their kitchen and the drying pasta hanging from wooden stands. And her father, Russell, owned warehouses. They smoked Pall Malls. I remember the Art Nouveau box design, the red box. My parents smoked Winstons. Boxes, perhaps then began my fascination with same? ... read more

9 — A StEAmPUnk Movie for the rest of us

VMac — Fri, 28 Aug 2009 14:02:18 +0000

at last ... read more