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A year ago today we lost Adam Yauch. It’s been a very long, full, fast as shit year. I can’t believe it’s been a year.
You may have heard, they dedicated a park to him in Brooklyn. Like most everything to do with his death, it makes me cry. But what gave me joy today is that one of my best and oldest friends – with whom I saw the Boys perform on several tremendous occassions – took his son this morning to check it out.
They left tags and flowers, and though I wasn’t wasn’t with them, I left my heart.
RIP Adam Yauch, you brought much joy and light into our lives.
I was lucky enough to see Amanda Palmer perform again this week. She blows me away. During the opening performances – Jherek Bishoff, amazing in his own right – there was a box in the lobby asking you to write a secret, something bad or sad that had happened in your room. During the performance she read them aloud, recording them, then played them back while singing Yaz’s “In My Room.” It gives me chills even now.
The Bleicher opening was super fun; it’s always great to show somewhere new. I love meeting new artists and curators and such, and the audience for each gallery and show is always different, so fun and interesting!
I’m hard at work on my piece for Crazy for Cult New York!! Wow, this year is flying by! I’m so excited to show in NYC again, and have all my East Coast pallies come out and play! I’m making another over-sized cross stitch, no images I want to share yet, but it’s going to be a portrait of Little Edie!!!
And, continuing the theme of “I’m the luckiest girl in the world,” I had a pretty amazing experience this past week – seeing Amanda Palmer in private concert for about 90 people in the courtyard of Pop tART. It was beyond. She is truly an artist. And so very gracious. So that’s the second part of this experience for me, I was introduced to her. Which is great I’m a fan, and that’s nice and all, but I realized later that because she’s married to Neil Gaiman, she knew Diana Wynne Jones (Neil Gaiman was very close to her).
Diana Wynne Jones has been my favorite author since 1982. She passed away last year. In some ways she has been one of the most important and consistent people in my life for the past 30 years. I have read every book she’s written at least twice. I still mourn her death.
And I met someone who knew her.
I don’t really care much about celebrity; growing up in NY and living in LA you’re kind of surrounded by it. This is different. I never considered being this close to someone who meant so much to me. It has effected me very deeply.
Anyway… the show, as previously stated, was beyond. Not only did Amanda Fucking Palmer kick ass, but I was introduced to the music of Die Roten Punkte and Jherek Bishoff (the sirens harmonized and added to the magic; amazing!). Enjoy!
image via cardcow
Don’t forget to set your clocks back before you go to bed tonight!! Daylight savings ends – boooo, I hate the early dark. If you don’t set your clock back, you’ll be late.
I was thinking this morning about when Prince’s 1999 came out, and how it seemed soooooo far away. I was about 12 and couldn’t imagine being 29, much less the year 2000! Then I started wondering if it was because I was just a kid, and time seemed so relative at that age. So I thought, “okay, the song came out in ’82, so it was 17 years off. it’s 2011 now, so 17 years from now it will be 2028… woah…” it still sounds super futuristic. Like something out of Duck Dodgers… Or am I just getting older and weirder?
Happy Memorial Day everyone. Boy, could Lennie sing! And he was really handsome when he was young, but i’m getting off point. Have a great day.
So many exciting things happening! Getting ready to go to Reno mid June for Nada Dada, and just got included in The Dirty Show, an international exhibition of Erotica, here in LA the weekend of June 11 & 12! If you’re gonna be in town, come and get your Erotica on!
And now, the final count down!
Happy memorial day!
Passover is past and this Sunday is Easter, so it must be Spring! Here’s a little Tom Lehrer to celebrate the rebirth: