Cheryl’s Gone / Cheryl’s Back / Cheryl’s Gone / Cheryl’s Back / Cheryl’s Gone / Cheryl’s Back this Thursday at Big Bear in DC
Kim Gek Lin Short, Rion Scott & Brian Fitzpatrick
Details. Facebook Stuff.
Kim’s Run is one the best chaps I’ve read in a long while. Poem. Poem. Poem.
Rion is a friend of the series and the world. And a fearless writer. Here is more from.
Brain I don’t know yet but am pretty sure was responsible for 9/11. So don’t miss that.
+ Cheryl’s Back. Deal with it.
Wig is a low-budget magazine devoted to poetry and art that appropriates the job for its own artistic purposes.
This is what the inner cover of Wig Vol 2 says. Reminding me of when I used to read lines of poems from chapbooks during the twelve or fourteen second break I got between boxes coming off the end of a conveyor belt. Or the many copies of my manuscript I printed off on while working as a secretary (job title: “Secretary”) in an underground experimental physics laboratory.
It’s a startling project, to collect work like this. More so when examining what contributors consider “work” or “job.” The ToC includes reports of art stolen from the labor/job space of “psychotherapy sessions”; “raising kids, teaching and writing”; somewhere in the day of various teaching and editing duties; “working as a phone operator”; “while he could have been grading student essays…or spending time with friends and family.” These operate on a sliding scale RE: definitions of appropriation and labor but certainly lend support to the argument that in a time when one’s work is on a computer and the space of one’s work is interpenetrated with threads back to friends, family, games, etc…the space of labor is becoming chronologically delimited. Hate to think we’re entering the age of all is work. But like the sound of nothing is work.
Anyway, Tim Shaner & Kristen Gallagher included the splash making essay “Art Strike Anyone?” Which considers the possible of and potential models for artists collectively suspending their labor. I suggest you check it out. WIG doesn’t have a web presence, but I’m sure Tim (email@example.com) wouldn’t mind your inquiries or ordering of a copy or two. I’m looking forward to the elaboration of this project and am looking forward to returning to work so I can generate a submission.
This blog is now over 10,000 hits. I’m not sure what this means. But I do know that probably over 9,000 of those hits are for my friend Adrian’s bloody nose and 500 in response to “the incident.” Sometimes I don’t know about you, internet.