Jack Chick

Jack Chick makes comics.
It's underground stuff, but religious right underground. I guess its his real name. Because it's just too weird.
If your lucky you can find them in public transportation. They're very small, people leave them around in the hope you will become a Jack Chick/Jesus Christ-follower.
I'm a Chick-follower.
They're good. Great drawings, a bit old fashioned but really funny and well drawn. And now also as a nice slide show;

Closing Night Joao Simoes's Emily Harvey event

Wednesdaynight at Emily Harvey Foundation.
Jeff Perkins showed Shout, a Yoko Ono movie he made in 1965 with her and here former husband Anthony cox.

lot's of analog noises.


Some guys did mean this to electric guitars,



a guy had made a device to make analog CD's, that he played on a record player.



One of my kaleidoscopes went like a joint from eye to eye. Bad wine came out of large bottles, Ann Craven showed a short video with a cat on a couch.
Needless to say; We had a lot of fun.

DEATH BY SHOPPING

The first death of the economic crisis yesterday
(black Friday is the day after thanksgiving where millions of people go shopping. Shops open at 4 and 6 in the morning. The walmart employee was at the right place on the wrong time.
A typical friendly fire casualty.
Read all about it here in the NY-Times who got great pictures of a SHOPPING GUERNICA

Dexter Sinister at The Kitchen

Stuart Bailey / Dexter Sinister organized a evening at the kitchen under the name; True Mirror Microchip. A interesting choreographed mix of lectures, fading in fading out lectures, lecture over the phone, stereo lecture-lecture, powerpoint, etc, etc. High-infotainment. (or infotainment with a big i!)

There was also a guy who had a amazing machine; it's like a edison waxcylinder recorder. (circa 1870) but here the needles records not on wax rolls but on a simple plastic-cups. And then by changing the needle you can play the cup! (Forgot to get the guys name, would have been perfect for oorbeek).

After the show this brit comes to me and says; 'Hey Miguel there's your double again!' pointing out at me. (They where also at the Jeff Perkins lecture). (I have to admit, I did noticed that Miguel Abreu looks a bit like me. ) But when someone starts shouting around that I'm his double; Little embarrassing. But funny on a evening where there was a lot on mirrors, stereo, etc.
Ok, we did made a picture;

A few hours later, I'm on the subway, heading home when a tall black homeless/can-collector guy comes and sit next to me. He's very friendly. And offers me a heineken.
His name is Lemmy and he asks what my name is.
'Oh, Serge.. Yeah, I know a guy called Serge. He kills people."
.......'oh. interesting....'

analoge NY2

Old printing techniques die, when there's no demand for it anymore.
But in a city this big, small things can survive.
Survival of the fittest is different for objects then for animals.
The card for this event is being printed at Soho lettrepress. A super messy, very nice, but quiet printing house. Quiet becauce It's all hand press, so no noise.
Crazy to see 25 of these machines that no one uses any more, in full action. (Well maybe in Africa or india). Makes a really nice exclusive looking job. That's why they have this upscale clients like; Sotheby's, Christies, Michael Werner Gallery, Prada, etc!
But for us, Anna the boss, made a very, very nice price.

analoge NY1

How did the world looked like before image-google?
Things, where named.
With words.

words!..languages!..confusion!..ChAOS!

Except in a corner of the 3th floor of the New York Public Library at Bryant Park. In this little corner you will find the picture gallery. Real cardboard files with real paper images. Every image cut out from books, magazines, advertising and nicely put into categories.
I love this place very much. Every time I go there I am so scared they've closed it. But there's always people there at the big table surrounded with image-files.

this is the file "manholes"

Harvey Milk-soho

While I was signing in for a petition about gay rights on grand street in Soho and the young activist took my address, SOMEONE with dark sunglasses, a bass-ball cap, and a little moustache passed us by. I told the guy who was taking my notes, with a low voice. 'you should ask that guy..' ' 'why?' He just made a movie about the most famous US gay activist, I told him. By that time it was too late.
It was Sean Penn.
What is this silly excitement you feel when you see a celebrity?
I saw Sean & had a wonderful day.