59 W 12th Street . December 18, 2007 . 2:23 pm
i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart)
i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it (anywhere
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
i fear
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)
Selected Poems, 1958
T
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
51. Describe what to do with your body when you die.
59 W 12th Street . December 12, 2007 . 6:48 pm .

Based on Learning to Love You More.
T

"When I die, I would like my body to be cremated ... Most of my ashes will be in the same place as my family in Tokyo ... Some of my ashes should be scattered somewhere else, which I'm going to find later ... Don't be sad, but I want you to cry a lot and then laugh with the person next to you ... I'll be reincarnated in another body someday ... Someone said that death is like a rejuvenating sleep so a morning will come in which we will all wake up again."
Ai Ikeda, 2007
Based on Learning to Love You More.
T
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Carlitos
59 W 12th Street . November 21, 2007 . 4:15 am .
The last time I had seen him I was 10 (maybe 10 but probably younger) and our families were very close... we all went on a road trip to Amecameca.
He kept pulling my hair.
It was a very cold day.
My sister found an abandoned white puppy... we took it home with us and named it Cielo.
That was all I could remember.
In 2005 I ran into Carlitos at the Guggenheim Museum in New York. He was the first person I ever told "I haven't seen you in 15 years."
He replied "I just became a dad!"
We hugged.
Carlitos is now the artist Carlos Amorales and his Black Cloud exhibition is showing at Yvon Lambert.
T
He kept pulling my hair.
It was a very cold day.
My sister found an abandoned white puppy... we took it home with us and named it Cielo.
That was all I could remember.
In 2005 I ran into Carlitos at the Guggenheim Museum in New York. He was the first person I ever told "I haven't seen you in 15 years."
He replied "I just became a dad!"
We hugged.
Carlitos is now the artist Carlos Amorales and his Black Cloud exhibition is showing at Yvon Lambert.
T
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Sound Storyboard
59 W 12th Street . October 31, 2007 . 11:21 pm .
Starbuck's Coffee
5 min.
Door crack
Siren - ever so distant
Coffee machine
Door crack
Door crack
Cash register
Background music - on
Old lady gossip
Door crack
Subway - distant
Door crack
Female voice with Dominican accent - distant
Coffee machine
Old lady laughter
Coffee machine
Door crack
Male voice
Male voice 2
Cash register
Background music - off
Coffee machine
Door crack
Baby crying - ever so distant
Female voice 2 - shh, shh
Subway - distant
Car honk - ever so distant
Cell phone
Coffee machine
Coffee machine
Female voice with Dominican accent - distant
Male voice 3 - distant
Cash register
Cash register
AC - on
AC - loud
Old lady gossip
Door crack
Female voice 3 - ever so distant
Coffee machine
Subway - distant
Walkie-talkie - ever so distant
Door crack
Door crack
Background music - on
Coffee machine
Coffee machine
Door crack
Street.
T
Starbuck's Coffee
5 min.
Door crack
Siren - ever so distant
Coffee machine
Door crack
Door crack
Cash register
Background music - on
Old lady gossip
Door crack
Subway - distant
Door crack
Female voice with Dominican accent - distant
Coffee machine
Old lady laughter
Coffee machine
Door crack
Male voice
Male voice 2
Cash register
Background music - off
Coffee machine
Door crack
Baby crying - ever so distant
Female voice 2 - shh, shh
Subway - distant
Car honk - ever so distant
Cell phone
Coffee machine
Coffee machine
Female voice with Dominican accent - distant
Male voice 3 - distant
Cash register
Cash register
AC - on
AC - loud
Old lady gossip
Door crack
Female voice 3 - ever so distant
Coffee machine
Subway - distant
Walkie-talkie - ever so distant
Door crack
Door crack
Background music - on
Coffee machine
Coffee machine
Door crack
Street.
T
Sunday, October 28, 2007
Homesick
11 W 81st Street . October 29, 2007 . 2:44 am .

I lose some sales
and my boss won't be happy
but I can't stop listening to the sound
of two soft voices blended in perfection
from the reels of this record that I've found.
Every day there's a boy in the mirror
asking me:
What are you doing here?
Finding all my previous motives
growing increasingly unclear.
I traveled far and I burned all the bridges
I believed as soon as I hit land
all the other
options held before me
will wither in the light of my plan.
So I lose some sales
and my boss won't be happy
but there's only one thing on my mind
searching boxes underneath the counter
on a chance that on a tape a I'ld find...
A song for
someone who needs somewhere
to long for.
Homesick
'cause I no longer know
where home is.
T
(Kings of Convenience... thanks for this song.)

I lose some sales
and my boss won't be happy
but I can't stop listening to the sound
of two soft voices blended in perfection
from the reels of this record that I've found.
Every day there's a boy in the mirror
asking me:
What are you doing here?
Finding all my previous motives
growing increasingly unclear.
I traveled far and I burned all the bridges
I believed as soon as I hit land
all the other
options held before me
will wither in the light of my plan.
So I lose some sales
and my boss won't be happy
but there's only one thing on my mind
searching boxes underneath the counter
on a chance that on a tape a I'ld find...
A song for
someone who needs somewhere
to long for.
Homesick
'cause I no longer know
where home is.
T
(Kings of Convenience... thanks for this song.)
Thursday, October 4, 2007
Burble, burble, burble!
59 W 12th Street . October 4, 2007 . 11:39 pm .

http://www.haque.co.uk/openburble/openburble-30secs-big.mov
bur.ble 1. To make a bubbling sound; bubble. 2. To speak in an excited manner; babble. 3. A bubbling or gentle flow. 4. An excited flow of speech. 5. Aeronautics; the breakdown of smooth airflow around a wing at a high angle of attack.
Inspired by Open Burble, commissioned by the Singapore Biennale in 2006, Burble London opened to the public to celebrate London Fashion Week at 8:20 pm on Sunday, September 16, 2007.
The Burble is a massive structure composed of 1000+ helium balloons which contain micro-controllers and LEDs that create patterns of light across the surface. People come together and control it via a long, interactive handle bar at its base.
"The ephemeral experience exists at such a large scale that it is able to compete visually in an urban context with the buildings that surround it." (Haque: Design + Research)
Come on people... burble with me.
T

http://www.haque.co.uk/openburble/openburble-30secs-big.mov
bur.ble 1. To make a bubbling sound; bubble. 2. To speak in an excited manner; babble. 3. A bubbling or gentle flow. 4. An excited flow of speech. 5. Aeronautics; the breakdown of smooth airflow around a wing at a high angle of attack.
Inspired by Open Burble, commissioned by the Singapore Biennale in 2006, Burble London opened to the public to celebrate London Fashion Week at 8:20 pm on Sunday, September 16, 2007.
The Burble is a massive structure composed of 1000+ helium balloons which contain micro-controllers and LEDs that create patterns of light across the surface. People come together and control it via a long, interactive handle bar at its base.
"The ephemeral experience exists at such a large scale that it is able to compete visually in an urban context with the buildings that surround it." (Haque: Design + Research)
Come on people... burble with me.
T
Saturday, September 22, 2007
Sunset
11 W 81st Street . September 22, 2007 . 11:22 pm .
http://homepage.mac.com/joester5/art/images/RFS%20sunset%203.mov
(Those flashing lights
come from everywhere.)
T
http://homepage.mac.com/joester5/art/images/RFS%20sunset%203.mov
(Those flashing lights
come from everywhere.)
T
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