Saturday, October 31, 2009

Monday, October 26, 2009

everyday is Halloween for juggalos

oh, Insane Clown Posse.

when i was in eighth grade, i was in love with my friend's much older (17!!!) brother, M. M had somehow already acquired an entire body of tattoos and piercings, had a full part-time job, and chain smoked like a union boss. he also listened to ICP in his car, which i was blessed to sometimes be driven to school, Taco Bell, and exotic downtown Royal Oak skate shops in. i tried to like them for his sake, but was, um, a girl who read books and stuff. but like most other Michiganders who grew up in the 90s, i can't help but have a soft spot for this hometown duo:


juggalos, as the family of ICP fans are known, embrace their freakdom as putting an in-your-FACE on the underbelly of the (mostly white) lower class.



part thug life, Satan worship, Lord of the Rings nerd alert, and just plain ridiculously terrible music, the hidden part of ICP is they are international fashion capitalists; a true juggalo owns enough ICP t-shirts to go under enough ICP hoodies to match his ICP shoes so he can kick back and read an ICP magazine with ICP ads for more ICP stuff.

as much as the Williamsburg art crowd like looking like they don't have a trust fund, i don't think they will ever co-opt this particular mode of anti-bourgeoisie.


or begin to understand it.

Thursday, October 22, 2009

Friday, October 16, 2009

PS 1 continues to be awesome

(Robert Bergman exhibition started yesterday)

Thursday, October 15, 2009

how i feel a lot

after school

Wednesday, October 14, 2009


it's so cold in new york, squatters are starting to move south. danielle levitt captured some in a summer studio.






Saturday, October 3, 2009

don't turn away from the terrible name

buying making supplies at jo-ann's, micheal's, etc. is kind of like buying groceries at wal-mart to make an organic meal. save-a-thon (east harlem and brooklyn) takes a step back into ye olde era of regional retail:
Photobucket ...a little oasis with most basic fabrics, plus a lot of fancies that range from cheesy formal satins to trendy stretch lace to nice africana cottons and extensive "home decor" bolts. they always have a big scrap sale table and other random supplies on sale. but, it's all incredibly normally cheap! and most everyone working and shopping is hispanic and seems to really know their stuff. on top of all this they offer sewing classes.

my last trip gleaned 5 balls of nice taupe boucle yarn for $2, a yard of ethnic-print flocked organza for $4, a big scrap of buttercream ultra-suede for $6 -- and i put back a super sale 3-yard wad of black sparkle stretch lace, because i still haven't used the almost-as-cheap textured cream stretch lace i bought the trip before last. if only i was still unemployed and cloistered on cass ave, i would be a very happy busy bee. alas, i'm in the collecting and dreaming stage known to sewers with lots of patterns and nothing to wear.