February 2012
14 posts
i’m sitting outside of kumon waiting for my sister to pick me up i’m sitting outside of kumon looking at my plastic case full of problems i’m sitting outside of kumon looking through the window, sneering i’m sitting outside of kumon giving them the finger, mentally i’m sitting outside of kumon, looking at my classmate’s melancholy penmanship on the columns...
Populating paintings, drawings and collages with her own doe-eyed protagonists, Ackermann repossesses feminine faces and bodies, transformingthe two-dimensional surface itself into an exclusive club, where words drown out and mute glances are cast in exotic hues.
These rave boys are so clueless they wear shorts for fall, fun fur so shiny it sparkles, beanies so loose and shapeless that they’re basically bucket hats. They’re so lazy they pair their dingy off-brand trainers with sheer black dress socks left over from their sister’s wedding. They’re so skinny they can layer two button-down shirts and a sweater and still look concave. They’re so stoned they...
i don’t even know how to hear it; how to listen i’m not even sure what it sounds like i mean i know it has a sound it sounds like something i’m just not sure what what does it look like it could maybe look like anything anyway does the form- does- does how the form is familiar matter like if you know it already does that- does the version matter would a variation change your...
Mike Diana
Asher Penn Reading Room
