The Opposite of Eros |
EdgeThe woman is perfectedHer deadBody wears the smile of accomplishment,The illusion of a Greek necessityFlows in the scrolls of her toga,Her bareFeet seem to be saying:We have come so far, it is ove...
Posted by Zelda Zonk on Mon, 19 Feb 2007 02:44:00 PST |
I'll Do Anything for Money |
1.0 I was depressed a lot, for long periods of time. I was under a lot of pressure to be brilliant all of the time, I was apa...
Posted by Zelda Zonk on Mon, 11 Dec 2006 11:25:00 PST |
We Could be in Shackles! - Chapter Two (of 5) |
I spent many evenings perched in my window, surveying the neighborhood with night vision binoculars (with optional infrared feature). I could spot a rat on the street a block and a ...
Posted by Zelda Zonk on Mon, 02 Oct 2006 01:51:00 PST |
BONE GOES TO MONTREAL |
Festival Film Pop 2006: The QuickeningFilm Pop Montreal 2006About Film PopPop Montreal has a film festival buddy, and its name is shockingly! Film Pop. Now entering its third year, the festival aims...
Posted by Zelda Zonk on Sat, 23 Sep 2006 08:06:00 PST |
Manifesto for a Virtual Favela |
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---------The crisis is real. A residential labyrinth spills from the base of a swelling urban center. Bodies in immediate proximity. Progre...
Posted by Zelda Zonk on Sat, 02 Sep 2006 02:33:00 PST |
I Love My Dog |
I love dogs. Let me be more specific, I love my dog. I love my dog so much that sometimes I get tears in my eyes when I look at her. I wake up abruptly during the night and jump for the light switch, ...
Posted by Zelda Zonk on Wed, 16 Aug 2006 10:16:00 PST |
Thoughts on - late Friday night |
What is the difference? relationship to eachother? relationship to American popular culture?think about it - it won't hurtCult of personalityA cult of personality is a political institution in which a...
Posted by Zelda Zonk on Sat, 02 Sep 2006 12:03:00 PST |
Hit |
Below a glowing doughnut,Against a sharp desert sky,The boy waters asphalt and waits for it to grow.Now you, Man, drench bubbled tar.Jack hammer at the ready;A dare and demand for results.Face towards...
Posted by Zelda Zonk on Sat, 02 Sep 2006 12:49:00 PST |
Starve |
Earthquakes aren't felt in a cement fortressMy shock at mapped fault lines that burst with pressure. Deep crevasse through murky emotions. A landscapeof fury and ecstasy. I would sew it shut foreve...
Posted by Zelda Zonk on Sat, 02 Sep 2006 01:26:00 PST |
Manifesto for a Virtual Favela |
The artists' role is as catalyst to transform everyday patterns of life from fixed to fluid, from deterministic to disruptive. Artists must continue to advocate implementation of the digital environme...
Posted by Zelda Zonk on Sat, 02 Sep 2006 12:21:00 PST |
