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SHELFLIFE #31A: THERE’S A SUCKER BORN EVERY SECOND

visitordesign — Mon, 22 Nov 2010 05:48:55 +0000

THERE’S A SUCKER BORN EVERY SECOND After laughing, coughing, cutting, burning, touching and screaming–breathe. Inhale the actions you live every day. Record your most familiar thought–the one you so often have but never do. This thought is a good idea. Trade it with someone for a piece of a second they wish to forget. Exhale your idea. Inhale their memory. Live [...]

SHELFLIFE #30A: PROMISES WRITTEN IN WATER POSTERS

visitordesign — Mon, 13 Sep 2010 23:45:11 +0000

“Habib, you need to see this film. We have to start thinking about the posters. I’ll be in New York with a DVD–THE ONLY DVD–next week.” We met over sushi. I was instructed to watch and destroy the little piece of plexiglass within 24 hours. 24 hours later, armed with tin-snips and a nihilistic grin [...]

SHELFLIFE #29A: THEY GROW UP FAST – STUDENT #2 / BOY ( NEON SCULPTURE )

visitordesign — Thu, 28 Jan 2010 02:23:04 +0000

This is the sibling sculpture to the female sex-traffic victim neon. Surprisingly—or maybe not—abducted boys who aren’t trafficked into rough-trade are generally indoctrinated into militias, armies or guerilla groups as child soldiers. I guess the pragmatism of that enterprise seemed to me a more shocking reality to illustrate than some easy homopedotableaux. That children are [...]

SHELFLIFE #28B: CARFIRE

visitordesign — Wed, 30 Dec 2009 01:20:28 +0000

THIS VEHICLE HAS BEEN SCHEDULED FOR REMOVAL. Looking over this book for the first time in a few years just now, I’m realizing that the cover has a replica of a sticker from the NYC Department of Sanitation Derelict Vehicle Removal Program adhered to an offset-printed detail of what looks to be a fried, black, [...]

SHELFLIFE#28A: M.D., F.A.C.S. HAIKU ZINE VOL. 1

visitordesign — Wed, 23 Dec 2009 02:35:43 +0000

I don’t have the attention span for creative blocks. I procrastinate my way around them by inventing newer/quicker projects to cough-up with Heimlich-like thrust. The first of what’ll be a two to four-issue stretch of M.D, F.A.C.S. Poetry Zine was my most recent heave of creative bulimia. I was born on the Upper East Side [...]