Holton Power

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the murder of crows...

an experience by Janet Cardiff and George Bures Miller at the Park Avenue Armory...

recently...

around Brooklyn and New York as of late...

 Brooklyn Bridge

 Lincoln Center

June Full moon

last night at the New York City Ballet...

Two Hearts

Russian Seasons

DGV: Danse A Grande Vitesse

past weekend....

weaving at the Textile Arts Center

experiencing the Russian Turkish Bath House on east 10th st

happy spring equinox

[picture taken today at Madison Square Park]

light

Doug Wheeler at David Zwirner gallery...

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hope tree

on 20th street and 10th avenue

(taken with my new Canon G12 camera!)

exit

west 18th street, nyc 

taken with iphone

@ the new museum

a friend at The New Museum yesterday...

taken with iphone

you are beautiful

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Billy Childish

went to an artist talk/poetry reading by Billy Childish at the Lehmann Maupin Gallery, where there is an exhibition of some of his most recent paintings, last night.

if you don't already know Childish is a painter, poet, author, musician, intelligent, and opinionated among other things...

All in all I left feeling very inspired...

 via my iphone

 via my iphone

via my iphone

i am billy childish
ex drunk
and compulsive masturbator
late nite vomiter of good liquor
kisser of purple lipped women
riter of poems celebrating the
emptiness of my love
poems hungering for the moment
of my passion
wishing it could always be so
to never let my cock fall

i am billy childish
ex strongman
and 2-bit lover
late nite namer of names
corrupter of the literate
riter of poems that dare
to dream to pass down
the centurys
and touch the harts of the
the yet-to-be-born
wishing to hold them
to my arms
and kiss them all

i am billy childish
ex-poet
and failed suiside
late nite vomiter of truth and lies
kisser of the arses of girls
like the stars of god
riter of poems to lick
the thighs of the dead
for ex- lovers to denounce
and teachers to hate
wishing to paint my life
and to never let my
voice quieten

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"the great thing about painting is painting"

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with poems that sting like wasps

i was in love

with truth

but 

not love

with poems that sting like wasps

and

mad men in the sway of false gods

i have been stung

so i too will sting

and

so i stung myself

because truth without love

is the worst type of lying

but 

all along

secretly

within this shell

i always loved love

and now i forgive all

and 

see that even a wasp is nothing but

a little winged tiger

~Billy Childish

the world has enough for everyone's need, but not enough for everyone's greed

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the summer wind

Gary from Queens, the other Ol' Blue Eyes, you melt my heart...

Louise Bourgeois: the fabric works