Arman, Long Term Parking (1982).
In a hypothetical situation that very closely (some might even go so far as to say exactly) mirrors reality, I am walking down the street in Istanbul trying to find my way to the shuttle that will take me to the airport. A shoe-shine man drops one of his brushes. I pick it up and hand it back to him.
Dear Shoe-Shine Man:
I do not owe you
- where I am from
- my name
- my age
- my marital status
- my time
nothing like a little post-coital reading!
MAKIN’ IT RAINNNN
Anyone else die one million times a day
this has been another inexplicable episode of…
Backyard pool built into the existing limestone quarry. Love it!
José Parlá’s In Medias Res on view at Bryce Wolkowitz Gallery September 12 - October 18, 2014.
we need to talk about that house loan
It’s gonna cost you a leg. Specifically, that guy’s prosthetic leg.
I need it.
I also need that guy’s eye.