Congratulations to John and Che for a very wonderful reading @ Amherst Books this Saturday; I'm dying to see Seismosis in its full, rigorous and drawn flesh. In any case, these two brilliances, are making marks, beating, breaking and squiggling out the possibility of our beloved bodies as texts, selves, re-orienting matter, so that when I (oh how happy was I to see them building...) see these images of blacks, stacked, say on my kitchen counter, or on my wall, at home, or in my office, or in my day-dreams, I have a refererence point, a mark : everyone I think needs a place to start. This is what I love about the intersections between their writings in its current state, live, in print, and what will I see next? All I gots to say is I'm inspired: No shame in my graphite, number two, or my cobalt pens, or my ink-drying, and printing, some that works, some that doesn't. Eureka! If you get a chance to see these guys, live, reading, do go: how they work  in the radar beam of drawing, the possibility, out and into the range of black (--------------------) circumstance, point of view, view of point(al)isms, blasting out of that CELL -- out of lines, in lines, then out of that, into layer, surface, draft, body, bringing, my, me, see? Into what it means to be, getting free, by the giving up of angles: past seeing point, marks, and meeting me most where I needed it the other night in our corner of a table at a wooden bar, pondering the plight, terror and joy of the prison-mute and the lines behind and in him:
che  and J. 
Bra Vo. Thank you. Ronaldo
It was a great way to spend a Saturday, and it also wasn't too far away from New Jersey (home...)!