Friday, December 31, 2010

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Thursday, December 30, 2010

POC Lecture/ Panel Discussion

POC Lecture/Panel Discussion
Saturday January 8, 2011
Lecture/Panel Discussion: 3-6pm @The Grey Area
Reception: 6-7pm @PPAC

Please join us for a public event featuring the POC group North America on Saturday January 8th from 3-7pm. POC, standing for Piece of Cake, is comprised of a group of young artists whose preferred medium is photography. The group’s mission is to enable the artists to interact as they create, produce and distribute their works. This event will be the first exchange in the United States between the members of POC and a public audience.

The first hour of the event will consist of a formal presentation of the group, presented by one of the members, addressing the creation, expansion, and nature of POC. During the second half of the event there will be a panel discussion between four members of POC, moderated by Christopher Gianunzio. Potential topics of discussion during the panel include: economic issues, collective nature, concentration of creative efforts, personal practice, and the roles of PPAC and POC functioning in larger communities, acting as centers for discussion and sites to disseminate ideas and creative practice.

POC Introduction:
Cara Phillips

Panel Discussion:
Kelli Connell
Loan Nguyen
Amy Stein
Brian Ulrich

Christopher Gianunzio

Following the discussion, PPAC will host a public reception and book signing for the members of POC. Refreshments will be provided by Standard Tap.

For more information, please visit

This Day In History

Please watch this.

Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Massacre At Wounded Knee, 1890

"I shall not be here
I shall rise and pass
Bury my heart at Wounded Knee"

from "American Names"
by Stephen Vincent Benet

I hope this talk isn't a disaster. I can't watch it because who can stand listening to themselves talk?

Vivian Maier - Her Discovered Work

Please check this out. Vivian Maier produced some unbelievable work and It's an amazing story.

Monday, December 27, 2010

Middle Aged Christmas Eve

On the 24th I went to buy bread at Sarcones, only to be thwarted by the guy in front of me who bought the last 10 loaves. So I headed to Sarcones Deli to see if they had any loaves they could spare. No. Then to Chickies who was still waiting on a delivery from Sarcones and I knew I'd hit the wall at my last possible Sarcones Christmas Eve bread purchase.

Then to Cacias, which is delicious but not the bread that was requested. While I was in line outside at Cacias some guy double parked and ran into Primo's hoagies with 2 boxes of pizza. He then hustled back out in his sweatpant outfit and turned to me and said, "Can you believe I'm delivering pizza? I'm so behind, I've got a flat screen in the back seat I've got to get to my mother-in-law! Merry Christmas!'" His back window was taped up and the back seat was PACKED with stuff... the flat screen and other stuff in trashbags and a billion wrapped presents. When he pulled away a giant flock of pigeons circled around above house level and it looked like their shadows were flying out of a second floor window on Jackson St. Of course, they were sold out of bread by the time I got up to the counter, but whatever. Then to the Acme to score any of the last remaining Cacias. Bread was finally gotten after a 3 hour attempt to buy 5 loaves of bread.

No parking when I got home, Ippolitos was out of control with 7 fishes shopping, every available legal space was taken. All the pull over illegal spaces were taken. Clarion St. was blocked with blinkers flashing.

We did some stuff around the house and headed to see LB's grandmother. LB doesn't have her mother or her aunts and her grandmother doesn't have any of her children or either of her husbands. Celebration is hard when it's fraught with loss, even when you're thrilled to be alive and happy to be with those who you love. There's no question I wish I could know what to do for the long haul of grief, but I sure don't.

Back home we made mini meatballs for Italian Wedding AKA Christmas Soup at LB's cousins. About the size of garbanzo beans and fried up in a pan.

My family's gifts were wrapped and I had no pangs about participating in the gross mechanisms of Christmas commercialism. Instead, I was thrilled to be giving gifts. I love my family and I love Christmas. Right, we're Jews, so you're like "what the hell?"
My father wasn't Jewish and we had Christmas growing up and my wife isn't Jewish and to be honest, I don't believe in any god. But I believe in joy and I am a true anarchist, I do what I want with my own life.

While my people were reading movie schedules and making reservations at Chinese restaurants, my mother planned Nam Phuong for Christmas dinner with Otto. And my sister and older younger brother and sister-in-law planned Nam Phuong for a later Christmas dinner for themselves and my younger younger brother planned to meet Vietnamese friends in Chinatown. He's finally home from Japan and I can't be happier.

Christmas was great and so was today. And I think tomorrow will be great. And if it's not, I don't care at all. I can't wait for the next day.


Can't Hardly Wait
The Replacements

I'll write you a letter tomorrow
Tonight I can't hold a pen
Someone's got a stamp that I can borrow
I promise not to blow the address again

Lights that flash in the evening,
Through a crack in the drapes

Jesus rides beside me
He never buys any smokes
Hurry up, hurry up, ain't you had enough of this stuff
Ashtray floors, dirty clothes, and filthy jokes

See you're high and lonesome
Try and try and try

Lights that flash in the evening,
Through a hole in the drapes
I'll be home when I'm sleeping
I can't hardly wait

I can't wait. Hardly wait.
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Sunday, December 26, 2010


In the last week I've been very into radio, commercial and satellite. Outlaw County had a great show on, The Sissy Christmas Show, with Allison Moorer and Shelby Lynne. And WMMR had 2 great radio moments too, a return to the old school of pre-1990's commercial radio with Pierre Robert just talking and talking and later on Matt Cord and his parents talking. It was so great.


Gold, Frankincense and Myrrh

Deepwater Horizon’s Final Hours

Photographs of the burning rig were provided to The Times by a worker on a nearby boat who asked not to be identified.

Philadelphia Magazine: One of Us

Photo of yours truly by the amazing Ryan Collerd. Thank you for that great photo, Ryan!

Saturday, December 25, 2010

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Christmas In Washington
by Steve Earle

It's Christmas time in Washington
The Democrats rehearsed
Gettin' into gear for four more years
Things not gettin' worse
The Republicans drink whiskey neat
And thanked their lucky stars
They said, 'He cannot seek another term
They'll be no more FDRs'
I sat home in Tennessee
Staring at the screen
With an uneasy feeling in my chest
And I'm wonderin' what it means

So come back Woody Guthrie
Come back to us now
Tear your eyes from paradise
And rise again somehow
If you run into Jesus
Maybe he can help you out
Come back Woody Guthrie to us now

I followed in your footsteps once
Back in my travelin' days
Somewhere I failed to find your trail
Now I'm stumblin' through the haze
But there's killers on the highway now
And a man can't get around
So I sold my soul for wheels that roll
Now I'm stuck here in this town


There's foxes in the hen house
Cows out in the corn
The unions have been busted
Their proud red banners torn
To listen to the radio
You'd think that all was well
But you and me and Cisco know
It's going straight to hell

So come back, Emma Goldman
Rise up, old Joe Hill
The barracades are goin' up
They cannot break our will
Come back to us, Malcolm X
And Martin Luther King
We're marching into Selma
As the bells of freedom ring


Thursday, December 23, 2010

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Zoe Strauss Under I-95
January through March 2012

Zoe Strauss Under I-95 is a mid-career retrospective of the acclaimed photographer’s work and the first critical assessment of her 10-year project to exhibit photographs annually in a space beneath a section of Interstate-95 in South Philadelphia. Strauss’s subjects are broad but her primary focus is on working-class America. Many of her pictures depict down-and-out people and landscapes, offering a poignant, trou bling portrait of contemporary American life, frequently featuring people and places from the surrounding neighborhoods, similar districts in other American cities, as well as suburban and rural places in between.
Untrained as a photographer or artist, Strauss founded the Philadelphia Public Art Project in 1995 with the objective of exhibiting art in nontraditional venues. She turned to the camera in 2000 as the most direct instrument to represent her chosen subjects. In 2006, Strauss participated in the Whitney Biennial and in 2008 she published her first book, America.

Curator: Peter Barberie, The Brodsky Curator of Photographs, Alfred Stieglitz Center
Location: Berman and Stieglitz Galleries

Get ready, friends.

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Monday, December 20, 2010

Sunday, December 19, 2010

Dear Malex Achanic,

I love you very much and am very proud of you. Happy 18th birthday.


Friday, December 17, 2010

POC Lecture/ Panel Discussion with Kelli Connell, Loan Nguyen, Amy Stein and Brian Ulrich

Don't miss it.

Wednesday Book Signing

I've got 30 copies of America for sale, with the censored photos. 25 bucks for the signed book and the 3 censored photos. If you'd like one you can come and get it at-

1500 East Passyunk Ave
December 22
between 6:45PM and 7:45PM

cash only, friends.

Please email me to let me know if you'd like to reserve a copy.
info (at) zoestrauss (dot) com

Andy Warhol Time Capsule

Joseph Cornell/Marcel Duchamp Boxes

Duchamp Box in a Valise

Thursday, December 16, 2010

Saturday, December 11, 2010

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Friday, December 10, 2010

Earlier this week I was up in Manhattan for the United States Artists 2010 USA Fellows announcement and the launch of USA Projects, which is the spot where I raised enough money to head to the Gulf Coast following the BP catastrophe. Super fancy, my friends.

It was an amazingly great start when I showed up to the new fellows event and saw Dito Van Reigersberg standing there. Pig Iron had been awarded a fellowship. Fucking awesome. Congratulations a thousand times over to Mr. Dan Rothenberg, Mr. Dito Van Reigersberg and Mr. Quinn Bauriedel.

The next day I stopped at Moma, which was closed much to my chagrin. But I ran into the book store and they had 4 copies of America and that was a spectacular surprise. I then had a spontaneous book signing.

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I walked through Central Park to the Natural History museum, past a JD Salingerequse scene of ice skaters. The museum visit started off fine with Akeley hall. Akeley has been on my mind quite a bit since reading Jay Kirk's book Kingdom Under Glass. Side note: Akeley hall didn't help my new obsession with Teddy Roosevelt, which is nearing a fevered pitch.

I looked around the museum for a little while, dinosaur, ocean, space and and THEN IT SUDDENLY BECAME HORRIBLE. TOO MUCH INFORMATION AT ONCE. I started to feel nauseous looking at a replica of a giant squid. There was no reception in the museum and I needed to call my lady to help me simmer down... even though I swore I wasn't going to use my camera or my phone I needed a technology buffer to prevent me from having my head explode from the things I was seeing. I can only handle so much before I get exhausted. I had to leave right away. Couldn't handle it.

Then I walked past the Dakota, 29 years and 364 day after John Lennon was shot and murdered there. I got a Ruben from The Carnegie deli. After getting back to the hotel, I called Peter Crimens for a radio interview. Then the press conference and the fellows event.


And now, a list of shout outs...

Check out this great project by Jaime Permuth

I love Anne Lewis's work.

You know who is awesome? Thomas Allen Harris. I LOVE him.
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Thursday, December 09, 2010

Republicans Block U.S. Health Aid for 9/11 Workers

"The dirtiest book of all is the expurgated book." - Walt Whitman

Tuesday, December 07, 2010

Did you know I love Mark Bradford ? I have loved Mark Bradford from the moment I set eyes on him. I love him and I love his work. Interestingly enough, Ms. Lynn Bloom has the same feelings for Mr. Bradford, and in my mind that's the strongest endorsement anyone can get.

LB invites you to enjoy this.

Philadelphia Represents: Congratulations Gabriel Quinn Bauriedel, Dan Rothenberg and Dito van Reigersberg

Damn right that Pig Iron won a United States Artists fellowship. I totally love those guys! Congratulations!

For Artists’ Fund-Raising, a Social Network Site

Monday, December 06, 2010

Sunday, December 05, 2010

Friday, December 03, 2010

This PMA show is going to be Jung heavy, believe that. And while this has been practically flogged to death, it will be a repudiation of the Freudian construct of superego, ego and id. Believe that, too.

I'm rooted in the beginnings of psychology and psychiatry for this show. I'm feeling out how to present Philadelphia as it's own distinct character, without over anthropomorphizing it. And I'm feeling out Jung's ideas about the state as "a quasi-animate personality" and working out the distinctions between "state" and "place" in term of Philadelphia. Philadelphia is, of course, both "state" and "place." And for me it's also "home." There's important distinctions among these definitions of Philadelphia and I'm working on seeing all of them. Personal history, community history, national history are always a little fluid in Philadelphia.

Molly Landreth all up in the NYT

Hooray, Molly!

Harlan Ellison


The Connie Willis/ Harlan Ellison Incident


Frank Sinatra Has a Cold By Gay Talese

Arizona Cuts Financing for Transplant Patients


Thursday, December 02, 2010