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SHELFLIFE #30B: NO FUN FEST 2004 PROGRAM

visitordesign — Fri, 13 May 2011 21:40:52 +0000

I document music. It’s not a vocation. It’s not a calling. It’s not an exercise in content-creation or traffic-posturing. My archive exists primarily as proof of excellence–a reminder to me that there are people from whom excellence appears effortless. The archive exists as a form of dialogue with performance and the tapes that line its [...]

SHELFLIFE #29B: X-GIRL 1997 GRAPHICS

visitordesign — Fri, 10 Dec 2010 01:18:56 +0000

Here are a few X-Girl graphic submissions from 1997 that I recently found in my archive. The first is a Rita Ackermann illustration. The second is a Libby McInnis collage. The third is one of my graphics. I don’t recall who else submitted artwork or what ended up going into production.

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 [...]