"Have you ever wished you could turn back time, be yourself at say the age of twenty something again, but while
​still knowing all you know now?"​​
THIS IS me finding myself in this wonderful position re-uninventing myself to a point where I can pick n' choose which versions of myself I'd like to re-be again. I'm taking this opportunity to​​ restart, not from scratch, but rather from a point in my past I quite enjoyed... I am not doing the things I shoulda have done, nor the things I woulda have done or coulda have done*, but rather trying to do things I might have done if I had only known what I know now...  (*nor am I shirking the responsibility of the things I must do now)
This... finds me working on these two projects...
Early along in my early twenties, I attended OCA. I once thought I might make wondrous pieces of meaningful artworks... I've found the remains of a few unfinished and un-started sculptures, seems a good starting point...
​

​The Remains of... 

An Ancient Art Reclamation PROJECT
This is a site specific sculpture in three parts. A tryptic that I'm thinking might describe the process of falling in love and/or finding one's faith (ya, like that'll be an easy task). The sculpture is being built virtually. There's a series of sketches that describe the process of designing the sculpture and a series of missions that are underway... to find this sculpture on the site in which it will (most likely never) be built.
The pages for this project do seem a bit all over the place... you might want to start with a peek at the progress of the piece, as it stand now, virtually... or review the sketch book entries... or try to decipher just what the hell I am doing on these bloody missions in and around Kingston... Any way you dive into this, I doubt it will make much sense... yet.
Later along in my early twenties, I thought I might simply jot down the next great American novel. I've written a few stories since and am dusting these off and... writing some new ones, with the help of my new mechanical friend...
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​CAR 29

A Taxi-Cab Story Collecting PROJECT - AND  - My Stinking EGO
Having, what, let go of old ideas? ...at the very least, lettig go the former career... after reaching what could be easily and incorrectly described as a dead-end, I find myself a Taxi-Cab Story Collector, driving around in limestone circles...
Oh, and... MY STINKING EGO demands that I tell all sorts of other stories, tall tales and such like... Yes, Maybe I Did Hear The Fucking Plane - "...and they had a TV... in Jersey... so they knew as much as anyone else... AND Loneliness Takes a Licking - "A wretched smell with no specific geography, just for certain not from anywhere remotely near here." AND Levitation - "Like he did maybe a little bit later than, most leave it behind earlier in life when they feel the need to get on with it..."
...and then there's
ALL THAT remains is a collection of this and that, projects and stories that do not fit into the primary project. Things I may have down in between being this person, the person I was then, or the person I was then from whom I am re-uninventing myself from... It really is all of very low priority, but does serve the "...all I know now" portion of the original proposition. Here's what we've have collected so far...

I have been in love with this place for years.... A simple collection of pics from that one places on earth I seem to adore the most... (and likely will never return to)
Life... ain't no musical, but... what can we tell of someone from the music they listen to... tell me if you find out.
Miami to New York City... A retweet page of pics taken when on my way back from Miami Beach to NYC aboard the Silver Star
One day in 2006, I wandered around DUMBO in Brooklyn, NY and snapped pics of the better promo stickers I could find...
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