Closing Out STOP TRAFFIC at Tantric

Took down the show STOP TRAFFIC at Tantric this Thursday. Have to say it was a great success. Target/Target, Steel Heart and Food Processing, (pictured above) all from the Mirror/Image series I worked on in 2008 were sold to private collectors. In fact, it looks like Target/Target and Steel Heart my have set up permanent residence in Tantric, so stop by 123 Stuart Street in Boston to say hello to them.

It also looks like "Summer School" is almost out the door, also from the Mirror/Image series.

Thank you to Jonathan Stark for a great show together, and to Tantric and MataHari for collaborating to create such a great event.

Making Love to the Sky

Some pics I took of the sky in the last few days. No, I am not sure what the title of this post is all about, but it sounds right.

The Southeast Review

The Southeast Review has included my review of Dobby Gibson's Skirmish in their newest issue. You can check out their website here:

http://southeastreview.org/index.html

Bridge Panorama-arama

I think I mentioned recently that I have found the panorama setting on my cam and have become slightly obsessed. There is just so much bananas stuff to experiment with. Bananorama?

Anyhow, above, see some pics of the obsession with bridges and the obsession with panorama setting colliding on the 617Midway blog.

All the while taking these shots I had Cockroft's first line: "Hart Crane stepping from the prow of a boat" ringing in my head. Not because craned leaped from a bridge (he plummeted from a boat- read the poem) but because of Crane's fascination with the bridge as metaphor. This is central to Cockroft's poem.

I was going to say Berryman leaped from a bridge, but I think he jumped from a hotel next to a bridge. Or an apartment building. All of these poets and leaping!

Yes, I did run home and re-write: Hart Crane leaping from the lip of a bridge. But this should not be surprising to those who know I appropriate Cockroft's first rate lines to make third-rate poems as a rule.

In the "12 days of Xmas" it should be "however many poets leaping." Countless poets leaping (and then the background singers break-in and hum "infinity" in a case of musical one-up-man-ship).

I ran home, after the bridge, and recently reading some new Alexie (Face, which is worthwhile and wonderful in parts, and inspiring, and funny and Alexie who is humbling and amazing... check out "Villify" and "Inappropriate."), and thinking of Cockroft's line and I wrote. OK, I didn't run, but I wrote.

And I sorely needed to post on blog, so I posted. I posted these pics. I made a panorama of blogging from posting bananas bridge-oramas.

Happy Friday.

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