Post Card Diaries

“Geometric patterns can be revealed in everything. I...

Thu, 25 Apr 2013 14:01:09 -0400

“Geometric patterns can be revealed in everything. I can’t stop looking for them. They spill out of mathematical theories and overtake my day to day life, until I am hallucinating kaleidoscopes.”

“The suburban angels carry in their eyes all that is sweet...

Wed, 24 Apr 2013 14:01:20 -0400

“The suburban angels carry in their eyes all that is sweet and nostalgic about childhood; basketball hoops and sand in your shoes and the sound of a ball hitting asphalt. They walk among green lawns and rooms full of doilies and dried flowers, they walk past vacuous houses and chain restaurants, they walk through the parking lot where your dad is crying in the car about his failed marriage. They walk with plastic smiles on their faces.”

“I think sometimes we get so stunted by the traditional...

Tue, 23 Apr 2013 14:01:19 -0400

“I think sometimes we get so stunted by the traditional model of drinking-as-socialization that we forget how to do Things. Let’s draw on each others faces. Let’s tiptoe through glassy waters and hold fake baptisms. Let’s swing. Let’s pick wildflowers and take bike rides and haunt bookstores. Lets engage strangers and make short films and write and sing. Let’s lie in my bed and listen to music.”

“Hold me to the lightthe way you hold yourself to a high...

Mon, 22 Apr 2013 19:21:25 -0400

“Hold me to the light
the way you hold yourself to a high standard.
through the cracks in my body you’ll see the persistent glow of the sun, or the lamp or the moon. Faint and glittering. As you contemplate the meaning of this act, I’ll be soaring in the sky, my wounds and cracks healed.”

postcardswerepaper: I have not been feeling very self confident creatively. There has been very...

Tue, 11 Dec 2012 11:12:35 -0500

postcardswerepaper:

I have not been feeling very self confident creatively. There has been very little postcard action in the past few months, but I hope to remedy this with a flurry of December postcards. My advent calendar this year is the planned opportunity to write everyday, and put it out there. Let me know if you’d like some Christmas (well, in arrival time only) mail!

Oh me please! :) Do you still have my address? I have also put my postcards on hold because of school.

Text on the back:“It’s the witching hourand the...

Tue, 16 Oct 2012 13:27:27 -0400

Text on the back:

“It’s the witching hour
and the silence is broken by the shriek of metal on metal
as flags convulse in the stilted breeze.
It’s the witching hour
And the noiseless traffic lights change
ushering ghost cars through silent intersections.
It’s the witching hour
And I am alone in the shadows, finding peace.”

Text on the back: “I am delighted by the smellof the skin...

Tue, 16 Oct 2012 11:46:10 -0400

Text on the back: “I am delighted by the smell
of the skin on my shoulder.
I am huddled in my sheets
inhaling the scent of cotton.
I am leaning out the window
breathing smoky air.
The world: an aesthetic feast.”

Text on the back:“After your screaming rowdy friends have...

Tue, 25 Sep 2012 10:15:21 -0400

Text on the back:

“After your screaming rowdy friends have gone
you pick up bottles and pieces of paper
you can hear the silence humming
all alone in that room.”

Text on the back:“My skin is tough and leathery, hardened...

Fri, 21 Sep 2012 17:20:44 -0400

Text on the back:

“My skin is tough and leathery, hardened after countless burns.
My great grandmother’s betrays a clarity and a health I don’t feel.

She is in the hospital and I am not.”

Text on back of the postcard:“Bless these chemicals...

Fri, 21 Sep 2012 17:18:45 -0400

Text on back of the postcard:

“Bless these chemicals which
softly whisper to my brain
“it will be alright,
it will be alright.”

Bless these vessels of balance
these tablets of grey
which restore my sight,
which restore my sight.”

Text on the back:“Lets be nomads.Lets be single points of...

Tue, 18 Sep 2012 11:35:45 -0400

Text on the back:

“Lets be nomads.
Lets be single points of light
moving singularly through time and space.
Lets create freely.
Lets move slowly.”

Text on the back of the postcard:“Autonomy; what do I do...

Mon, 17 Sep 2012 22:31:07 -0400

Text on the back of the postcard:

“Autonomy; what do I do to get there?

It’s not found in following faded peripheries,
flickers of false movements;
It is found in the severance of roots
I’ve taken years to grow.
It’s found in the boundaries I cross.
It’s found in following
my vibrating, instinctual enthusiasm
until it’s end.”

Text on the back: “The apprehension is physical.It comes...

Mon, 17 Sep 2012 20:35:46 -0400

Text on the back:

“The apprehension is physical.
It comes when my mind makes decisions my body doesn’t like.
The dread is visceral, not existential.
Physical things can be pushed through.
Physical things can break.”

Text on the back: “Their muscles are turning to light;you...

Sun, 16 Sep 2012 22:47:35 -0400

Text on the back:

“Their muscles are turning to light;
you used to watch them in the park out back
from your bedroom window you could see them
dancing and running
pretending to belong.
their muscles are turning to light,
but soon they’ll be gone.”

Text on the back: “I burned myself down a long time ago(I...

Mon, 10 Sep 2012 10:52:53 -0400

Text on the back:

“I burned myself down a long time ago

(I set fire to flesh, and that which I found
was a calcium frame on which skin was bound.)

I saw what I needed to know

(that skin without bone won’t stand upright
and to never prioritize touch before sight.)”

Text on the back:“Maybe creativity is aphase of...

Mon, 10 Sep 2012 10:51:04 -0400

Text on the back:

“Maybe creativity is a
phase of reflection
following a phase of action?”

Text on the back: “Lets draw maps on the wallsand pretend...

Mon, 10 Sep 2012 10:49:50 -0400

Text on the back:

“Lets draw maps on the walls
and pretend we are in the mountains
in a cave, charting our next
expedition to a clouded summit.”

Text on the back: “I would like to see you when nobody...

Fri, 07 Sep 2012 11:40:49 -0400

Text on the back:

“I would like to see you when nobody else is around
I would like to witness you after the soft awareness
of other’s eyes has melted away.
I watch myself, sometimes,
and it is in these precise instances
when my output is equal to my input
(self consciousness, I know, garbles the messages on their way)
I want to see you when your pathways are clear
I want to see your expression.”

It sounds much more sexual than it actually is. (It’s really not meant to be that sexual).

Text on the back: “I am a second-growth forest.I am the...

Fri, 07 Sep 2012 11:37:38 -0400

Text on the back:

“I am a second-growth forest.
I am the lofty swaying Douglas Fir in the wind,
triumphing in the clearing where things once burned.
At a distance I appear stoic and peaceful, But
rats scurry over roots and
birds nest in trees and
a deer’s corpse is stripped of it’s flesh
by time and flies and sunlight.

Everything is happening within.”

Goodness I love painting/drawing on photographs.

gregorycolbert: Instead of looking down at a captive whale in a...

Wed, 05 Sep 2012 09:12:32 -0400

gregorycolbert:

Instead of looking down at a captive whale in a concrete tank at Sea World, wouldn’t it be better to imagine ourselves looking up at a whale as it passes above us free in the immensity of the ocean?

—Gregory Colbert