novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- retain pentimenti the roughest of drafts, and i don't think they're even accepting applicants / start of a dream letter
Dear 500 Capp Street Foundation, Your artist in residency program sounds idyllic, much like the opportunity to live in a deeply I currently live in a crumbling Edwardian in Oakland's outer Piedmont area, close to the freeway onramp with the giant giraffes grazing on its cylindrical cement legs. This is my room. It is so packed that it is almost a shrine, and I need out for a while. I want to live in its inverse, to really feel what it would be like to get to strip all that wallpaper away. (And here I could insert a reference to the yellow wallpaper, but I think you already got that feminine creepiness thing from the Woodman mention. Best keep myself less Victorian, more contemporary.) I am writing to apply to your Please let me Are the shreds of wallpaper still there? How interesting. What in the heck can I possibly make with that? Dear 500 Capp Street Foundation, If I could live there for six months, I could sublet my room and thus be able to only work part time during the length of the I also want to write the iii (Would I be allowed to volunteer at SFCB during the same time so I could get press access?) (What is my work about? It's about what it's made of, the emotional scurf of intellectual love. Those wizened old library discards create a texture that literally peoples the product. And face it, papermaking is product. Fine artists, or at least the established, respected artists, mostly treat paper as a tool, or a vessel. I want to use it as both And relief printmaking; text based / And odd teeshirts And an art zine curated by me with different artists featured each issue. Will be 1/4 size and letterpress cover. Binding probably a converted dos y dos to allow for inserts and possible nesting books or other structural special issues or And I just want to make something amazing, first. Those ideas are just rings around the saturn of the short story I'm writing about working at a public library in Oakland during the budget crisis. What does that mean? We were supported in our strike and its happenings by anti-austerity organizers. (Summer) It was summer, and 10:53 pm - 02.09.12 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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