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About Me

i currently write at lady pilot dot org .

i roll on a vintage pink Schwinn. her name is Edna. i have been living in the Illadelph for seven or so years and i love it and hate it in the same breath. i am an artist and writer and i always knew that's what i'd be.

i have neon red hair, except when it dye it black. i work for a large coffee company whose name rhymes with assbucks. i teach kids how to sling mud all over the city (or rather, i teach kids all over the city how to sling mud). i love eating out and i hate to cook. Patrick Stewart was my first crush. i have been a philadelphia eagles fan since i was in utero. i cut my own hair (i can cut yours too). i am a lapsed pianst and singer. i am that girl in the corner writing down all the things you say.

sometime in the next six months i will be finding myself in New Bedford, Massachusetts. where, you ask? exactly.

i am in favor of polish delis, neighborhood playgrounds, empty spaces and dive bars. i am in not in favor of hipsters, expensive gas, humidity and wall to wall carpeting.

go to BethanyRusen.com for information and images of my work.

My Interests

art, life and the ongoing collection of mary janes.

I'd like to meet:

someone who will watch Eagles games with me at a bar. other artists and musicians. Joni Mitchell. Donovan McNabb. Louise Nevelson. Shakira. a good kisser.

Music:

joni mitchell. neko case. rasputina. feist. kate bush. death cab for cutie. tori amos. radiohead. the fugees. television. the streets. sigur ros. peter gabriel. patty griffin. patsy cline. patti smith. nina simone. the magnetic fields. major matt mason. lucinda williams. liz phair (pre-sellout). leonard cohen. le tigre. laurie anderson. kings of convenience. johnny cash. joanna newsom. joan armatrading. holopaw. gillian welch. emmylou harris. eminem. elliott smith. the decemberists. the cure. cat power. blossom dearie. ben folds. astrud gilberto. allison krauss (with or without union station). ani difranco. antony and the johnsons. annie lennox. the arcade fire. aretha franklin. john coltrane. miles davis. telenonious monk. the be good tanyas. beth orton. bjork. bright eyes. cibo matto. coldplay. the crandberries.

Movies:

a fine blend of the hilariously profane (Showgirls, Secretary, Hedwig and the Angry Inch), incredibly violent (Natural Born Killers, Taxi Driver), and intensely sublime (Angels in America, The Piano, Ghost Dog). i'm also obsessed with Bogie and Bacall (All those Hemingway movies).

Television:

action news (move closer to your world, my friend...take a little bit of time)

Books:

Immediate Family, Sally Mann.
Woman: An Intimate Geography, Natalie Angier (the biological basis for nearly all my work)
The Handmaid's Tale, Margaret Atwood.
To Kill a Mockingbird, Harper Lee.
Boundaries, Maya Lin.

Heroes:

my parents, for everything.
my grandparents, for everything else.
deborah, my first pottery teacher, for the notes of encouragement i still carry around in my wallet.
mr. richwine, my fifth grade teacher, who let me do art projects for credit.
mr. lausch, my high school latin teacher, for teaching me about fine wines and opera but not a whole lot of latin.
willow, who is always herself.
alexis, for still being a crazy biatch.
sharyn, for kicking my ass.
olive, for her amazing stories.
john, because you are wonderful and i realized that too late.
louise nevelson, for the black black.
maya lin, for your narratives.
elizabeth berkeley, for bad sex scenes in the pool.
sally mann, for the photos i get lost in.
john cameron mitchell, for being so unbelievably hot and yet sadly homosexual.
diane arbus, for a peek into your head.
e.v. day, for the exploding dress.
lisa yuskavage (fellow tyler alumni!), for her amazing paintings.
laurie anderson, for something to aspire to.
niner, cause if you were a guy i'd marry you.

My Blog

lady pilot dot org (file under: shameless plug)

i have to announce this now because my website has finally reached the prettiness that i desire:go to lady pilot dot org.i write there regularly. consider it your own personal soap opera, except witho...
Posted by lady.pilot on Sun, 18 Mar 2007 12:21:00 PST

"Dad, i'm drunk. and the eagles lost."

in the twilight of another philadelphia eagles season, a season that was all things unexpected, i am sadly facing another eight or so months with no football. basketball or baseball does not assuage m...
Posted by lady.pilot on Sat, 20 Jan 2007 01:32:00 PST

oh, the irony.

i've been having a lot of stress and sturm un drang at work lately, part of it stemming from my recent promotion. today i got two pieces of mail:a postcard reminding me of sbux's employee assistance h...
Posted by lady.pilot on Wed, 03 Jan 2007 02:35:00 PST

class.

i've decided in the last few days that it's my new far reaching project to learn how to classy. a classy lady. ha. it sounds sort of old fashioned. what i mean is to have integrity, grace, to be alway...
Posted by lady.pilot on Sat, 09 Dec 2006 11:46:00 PST

mercy street

i have been listening to this song on repeat for the last 20 minutes. i think it's some of the most intensely beautifully sad words i've heard in a while.mercy street(peter gabriel)looking down on emp...
Posted by lady.pilot on Mon, 20 Nov 2006 07:57:00 PST

w. trash

las night i was permitted no sleep because my next door neighbor screamed herself hoarse on the other side of my bedroom wall. i need to get out of ghetto ass kensington NOW.
Posted by lady.pilot on Fri, 17 Nov 2006 01:36:00 PST

on being alone.

today i sat on the art museum steps for a few minutes before going into see Tesoros. from that location, looking down the Parkway, the perfect urban design that William Penn dreamt of comes into focus...
Posted by lady.pilot on Sun, 22 Oct 2006 01:12:00 PST

the terrible hereafter.

i've gotten to a very hard place in the last month. it feels like everything around me is changing, and that sounds like a cliche and a very bad song lyric, but it's true. it seems that events, people...
Posted by lady.pilot on Thu, 12 Oct 2006 03:17:00 PST

everyone, please meet Edna.

last week, my new baby girl finally came home with me. about two months ago, my Dad called me and said he had found an old Schwinn 3 speed at a yard sale for five bucks. he said he would take it to bi...
Posted by lady.pilot on Mon, 02 Oct 2006 04:41:00 PST

music on clinton street

last friday when Kris and i were walking through center city, we passed clinton street, at around 9th, and i started singing famous blue raincoat to myself. here, i said, shoving my iPod at him, you h...
Posted by lady.pilot on Tue, 19 Sep 2006 06:35:00 PST