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Returned to the city, I drive like a mayfly, like a gangsta, under the dark curving Chinatown viaducts and out Cermak in my little bitty city car that doesn\u2019t weigh anything, and folds flat like a paper takeout box for parking. \u00a0thinking about making art objects, about place. \u00a0we always make our highest desire, we don\u2019t always look that desire, the spark of creation, in the eye. \u00a0it\u00a0makes itself with\u00a0two sides. \u00a0<\/em>each with easy, industrial parking.<\/p>\n

The volatile orange streak of an asteroid grazing the outer dome of the city night reminds me with a fiery wink what I said I was doing in the first place. \u00a0I decide to write it, Tami style, by hand, old school, which nearly gives me palpitations because of the conjuring effect of ink on paper.<\/p>\n

I don\u2019t think I can do the inventory off paper. I have to draw circles, and not just theoretical circles, I need to feel the pen biting the paper, getting down to business. \u00a0I will draw a large one for Studio, with more labeled balloons inside it, all connected with long drawn lines that criss-cross in strange arrangements, and howl in the wind like strings.\u00a0 Then there will be another, larger circle for Admin, equipped with buzzers and timers.<\/p>\n

Every time I meet the mirror, or other warbling thing, I become hopelessly sleepy like I\u2019ve been pricked spellbound, and fall into a continuous dream, it’s a search, most recently in\u00a0gravity-defying barn lofts that I have irrationally desired to wrap with zinc sheeting, folding along the beams and edges, looking forward to the way the soft metal sheet will yield to the galvanized roofing nails I\u2019d be using, because of course it\u2019s me making it.\u00a0 I can\u2019t pretend I didn\u2019t hear the words, in my sleep, coming from outside the dream.<\/p>\n

Where to weight the words, the bolts and arms and gears under them, the soft mechanical creaking,\u00a0the three,\u00a0the fifteen words that paint this moment<\/p>\n

into the untouchable, cryptoshimmering past,<\/p>\n

if I\u2019m lucky and don\u2019t ruin the work with my ideas.<\/p>\n

Nothing is as teeming as it is purported to be. It\u2019s 1, 0, and the dyad. The making is realer than the made, which is trapped half-away from Now like a reflection, or a ghost. I get ready to draw circles and make lists,<\/p>\n

i think of runs for light, like marble runs, made of lenses and mirrors,<\/p>\n

and the camera\u2019s one-eyed ability to record time<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u201cThere was nothing in atoms per se that predicts chemical compounding. There is nothing in chemical compounds per se that predicts biological protoplasm. There is nothing in biological protoplasm per se that predicts camel and palm tree and the respiratory exchange of gases between the mammals and the vegetation. In fact you discover that the larger complex of Universe is never being predicted by the lesser.\u201d – Buckminster Fuller<\/p>\n

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Returned to the city, I drive like a mayfly, like a gangsta, under the dark curving Chinatown viaducts and out Cermak in my little bitty city car that doesn\u2019t weigh anything, and folds flat like a paper takeout box for parking. \u00a0thinking about making art objects, about place. \u00a0we always make our highest desire, we … Continue reading realer than the made<\/span> →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":1082,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_active":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_note":"","_exactmetrics_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1058","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/godshampoo.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1058","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/godshampoo.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/godshampoo.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/godshampoo.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/godshampoo.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1058"}],"version-history":[{"count":53,"href":"https:\/\/godshampoo.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1058\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1117,"href":"https:\/\/godshampoo.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1058\/revisions\/1117"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/godshampoo.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/1082"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/godshampoo.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1058"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/godshampoo.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1058"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/godshampoo.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1058"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}