
Work hard, I always believed, and someday I'd fulfill my very American dream of owning my own home. Alas, hefty student loans and other insane expenses tore asunder my dream of ever owning property... Until now.
See why, here.



I'm pleased to announce that my dear friend Sebrina Fassbender's photographs will be shown again here in New York, in a group show at the Wallace Gallery. This past summer, Sebrina's highly sexualized, painful, and often graphic photographs of women, were shown alongside those of LaToya Ruby Frazier at Higher Pictures. For the upcoming show, Sebrina's work will be shown in slide-show format. In a recent email, Sebrina wrote, "I made the show very raw and passionate. I think I have made break throughs with my work. There is no holding back!" Please read below about the show. I'd hack off my right arm to see it... Fortunately, there's a bus that'll take me there, so I think I'll be keeping all my limbs:
We had the best time doing nothing besides swimming.
And reading.
And playing with the pups.
And drinking some sort of South African alcohol that tasted a lot like Bailey's.
And more drinking of that stuff.
And more swimming.
Splashing.
Jackie O'ing.
Peering.
Flippering.
Monkeying.
Spying.
BBQing.
Eating.
Heading home, exhausted.
Mystery has shrouded Jandek since the ‘band’s’ music arrived on the scene in 1978 (although calling Jandek a ‘band’ is rather misleading). Since then, Jandek has produced over 60 self-released, often atonal avant-garde blues and folk, albums. 
Before New York, I lived in Madison, Wisconsin.