Post Titled: non-fiction: PEOPLE IN YOUR NEIGHBORHOOD

Ania at Kuschlowski's


flowers in HOTEL window,


cowboy killers at room 77, graefekiez


Hell's Chickens. Flo playing stand-up bass behind his head, Davy on guitar:


cowboy killers at HOTEL


mike ellison of cowboy killers at HOTEL


revellers / cowboy killers' audience, Bödikerstr.9 squat eviction party, 17.Mai, 2008



katie visiting from NY, Squat Eviction Party


sauna. cowboy killers, squat eviction party


Zora blowing bubbles on the kanal by Admirals brücke


Sully Morland of the Cowboy Killers, 1)topless. 2)and not.



Emma (1/2 of süp), violin and chalk





girls with chalk



the Brothers Booth



all photos taken in Kreuzberg or Freidichshain, Berlin. April 28 - May 18, 2008

Post Titled: KLAUS KINSKI JESUS CHRISTUS ERLÖSER
crazy motherf&§ker...

there is a new film, click above link
Jesus Christ.

Post Titled: Super Mario Bros. Widget
who knew-?

Post Titled: Keith Olbermann

Post Titled: seattle article in the New Zealand Herald

lovely article which twanged a few nostalgic heartstrings for the Emerald City: "Seattle: The spiritual home of pop culture" by Cathrin Schaer

Post Titled:
SAVE JESSICA ALBA

"save jessica alba" is an appropriated still from the youtube video "the stare response" (two posts down) by tar art rat tarartrat who has this irrational softspot for Ms. Alba- probably simply because she looks like a baby harp seal.

Post Titled: Non-Fiction, Room 77, Graefestraße 77, Graefekiez, Thursday night.

Got our asses kicked in table-fußball by two guys who live on my street. then we struck back and final score was 9-6. then theb alls got stuck and the bartendergirl had to come unlock the table for the 2nd time. It was also the longest sustained actual real social interaction I can recall having had with Turks in my neighborhood since arriving in Berlin even, with the exception of the owner of Zitron and some of Robs other friends- oh, and the speedfreak who lived above us on Reuterstr. But that doesn't count, he was insane.
Before challenging us in fußball, the two guys- looking very slick and well-dressed but visibly nervous and slightly out of place at the bar, probably the same way I have felt when I have wandered into all Turkish/arabic social establishments in Germany- there is a strange tension- like the first time I went to Mustafa, my barber, but anyhow these guys were cool and hopefully I will remember them adn say hi from now on. AND they were really effing brutally good at fußball- and even polite because my partner was a very vocal young american woman who was swearing up a storm, -which they seemed to really get a kick out of- and (??) they actually apologised after scoring goals.

Bewteen games ish hab gefragt: "Woher kommst du eigentlich?"
"Ish? Ish bin Türker. Komm' aus Istanbul. Dub bis Amerikaner?"
"Ursprunglish, ja- Kalifornien.- aber ish hab schon lange Zeit in Deutschland gelebt."
"akso, und was machst du hier? Erasmus?"
"nee- bin kein student mehr- also, beruflich bin ish journalist-"
"aksooo, journalismus- große zeitung- ? New York Times??"
"nööööö, das wäre sau toll, aber nee- nix so wie New York TImes"

GAME ON...

Türken Kreuzberg Kottbusser Tor Berlin

Post Titled: Post-Google officially adopts Jessica Alba
turn off the sound and it is like an ad campaign to save the baby harp seals or something:

tar art rat tarartrat

Post Titled: Kreuzberg Feuer 14. Mai 2008
last night: bike: flat tire, not paying attention on the u-bahn because I am SMS-ing, miss my stop, backtrack, then rushing all the way -very late now- to meet Helen at the Freischwimmer for talk, beer, exchange of anglo-products, and as the U1 made its way from Kottbusser Tor to Schlesisches Tor right out the window I saw a huge plume of black smoke billowing up from nearby- I could not stop looking at this, even as i WALKED UP Schlesisches straße I kept turning around to walk backwards- watching as the fire grew and invaded the street as well... and the smoke mixed with the pink-orange sunset... ironically listening to Tiny Vipers' "Campfire Resemblance" in my headphones while the sky filled with smoke. HERE are some early fotos from farther away... and MORE from BILD.de- crap newspaper
It said this morning that it was a paper factory which was burning and firemen used water from the river to put our the fire, -yuck.

Post Titled: del.icio.us

just taking a breather to post a link to my recent tar art rat del.icio.us links. ...why not, really?...

Post Titled: (UPDATED)uhm...
BLACK SHEEP
anyone? ...engine engine no.9..."
WHAT I WROTE YESTERDAY, (UPDATE BELOW):
"ok, so head's up- there is at least a 50%
chance that the show will be really bad,
but BLACK SHEEP, (the early-mid 90's
contemporaries of De La Soul and
Tribe Called Quest) are playing in a venue
called Cassiopeia at the Revaler Str. 99 complex
or whatever it is in Friedrichshain-
http://www.cassiopeia-berlin.de/
not sure how much
the show is but doors are at 21.00...
regardless... on the off-chance that
it is amazing, I think I need to go."
LATER...
OK, so the show was actually great- it was just dres and a DJ, but he was totally on-point, -which is really good because I expected to see an aging hip-hop icon just sort of going through the motions- but no: he was energetic, funny, seemed genuinely happy to be there and was therefore just amazing to watch- incredibly smooth vocalist when it comes to stringing the lyrics together, he an Mos Def haf quite a bit in Common- although changes are he was a big influence on Mos. SSSsoooo, yea, great hiphop show- best I have seen sine De La Soul was in Berlin almost a year ago. The only odd thing, however, was that: apparently a neo-nazi (? not sure what else he could've been-) stood in front of the stage for an entire song with his fist in the air- just standing there for nearly 5 minutes like a blonde blue-eyed statue while everyone -including the performers- did their best to ignore it. In the sort of euphoric delirium no one seemed to know what to make of it- was he kidding? No, because it went on way too long and he was way too stonefaced... I think the best outcome actually played out, in which he was more or less ignored -or-I think in response to his being there and being a dumbass that the performer-audience interaction and energy was actually heightened, which rendered the man practically invisible. This was the first time I can recall having ever been amongst my countrymen while feeling severely embarrassed and ashamed of my host country, Germany. I am accustomed to being around Germans and being embarrassed for Americans- that has been going on for half my life- but being embarassed for Germans in fron onf Americans IN Germany -and the liberal mecca of Berlin, nonetheless- was rare, icky and awkward... augh, so so so not cool. Well, Mr. Fascist went away without incident and all dres said (cryptically,laughing) was that "some things are universal"

P.S.if anyone comes across this post and can send me photos or links to fotos and videos that would be great.

Black Sheep - The Choice is Yours (this or that)


Berlin Black sheep Cassiopeia at the Revaler Str. 99 May 13, 2008

NY TIMES: Robert Rauschenberg, Titan of American Art, Is Dead at 82

never cared much for his work, but it is important...

Post Titled: Bayerische Resteraunt

thanks Dan.

Post Titled: in the so-called United Kingdom
visiting mz folks in the Cotswolds, there are rolling fields, birds, sheep,horses, thatched roofs and the like. Clean air, so I probablz won"t be posting again before Tuesdaz, happz mother
's daz!

Post Titled: RUBY TOWN
NON-FICTION, last night- Midnight-4:30 am.







excerpt...
...after we had been in Ruby Town for about 4 hours I started to get a bit delirious, so we sort of went to a more deserted area and sat in a triangular shaped arrangement of log benches amongst some of the old camper trailers (apparently empty or their occupants were sound asleep) when this couple slid back a fake wood panel door and i turned to look over my shoulder back through the camper door next to me at a fairly attractive, smiling, middle-aged blonde woman in bed with just a sheet wrapped around her chest, "oh, hallo!" she said- and mumbled something about how it was surprising to see people right out on the front step.
She asked me for the bottle of vodka on the ground by the trailer's front door- I picked it up and shook it back and forth to demonstrate its total emptiness"ist leer- aber war ich nicht!" It was empty when we arrived.


All there is to do in Ruby Town, so it seems, is drink, sink into confusion, and then drink more to numb the confusion... mh,
A man wearing only his tattoos guy climbs over her out of the darkness of the tiny camper sleeping space and goes into the other part of the living/kitchen room. Behind the bench next to me was a half bottle of wine- which someone had pushed the cork into to open, I handed it to the woman, who seemed quite grateful...
Sully and Charley are self-exiled to a far corner of the settlement where they continue to play the washtub bass and banjo...

I keep wandering- two men fly through the back door of the town's only resteraunt, they wrestle on the ground yelling and lightly abusing one another, a crowd gathers and one lets out a final tirade, then walks off- I see him later through a window spooning his wife on a bed, both of them watching a Cary Grant film.

The bartender will not stop mildly yet forcibly harassing me, I keep running into her! I see her all over town. Re-encounter, re-encounter. She is a straight-forward black girl with completely unidentifiable accent, braids going all over like coolio circa 1995, big steady eyes and a poker-face.
"Are you lost. What are you doing here? Who are you looking for now? Why are you here?"
she repeats over and over... I can't think, much less answer. I begin to hear birds begin and look up high above at the wood-panel sky and it's millions of wood-know hole stars, which Ania had pointed out to the authorities earlier.
We sit on stage, Ania speaks polish into an ancient microphone (which looks like an electric shaver) connected to a PA which I find off to the side, her Polish mumblings to herself about how we are off the map- as she flips through a map which is literally in tatters- reverberates throughout the end of town, I wonder if it is disturbing the sleeping-mumbling oracle in the chapel up above? It must because a girl confiscates the microphone...
Whereas at first I was just wandering into anyone's apartment, after a few hours of being scolded, interrogated- booted, strung along I was generally confused about where I should go/not go and what I should do/not do in this town...


signa.dk

SEARCHme:
search me, an aneurysm/A.D.D.-inspiring search engine (like iPhone-meets-google) but, unfortunately, the current algorithym sucks. Go ahead- try searching "Post-Google" by TAR ART RAT nuthin'!

Post Titled: woke up to this newer brave new world report on NPR this morning and, smiling, thought "awesome. there goes the office...once and for all."
from MARKETPLACE
WiMax promise: Online all the time
"Sprint and a company called Clearwire today announced a $14.5 billion deal to establish a wireless network that would make it possible for you to be online almost anywhere. A slew of companies are involved, including Google. Lisa Napoli reports."

I always have a feeling that 20 years from now we will look upon these times of sitting hunched in front of computers as the DARK AGES of the internet / Post-Google world...

disclaimer: I hate offices. I hate sitting. I probably have A.D.D. I need to move. BLAH,

Post Titled: Graphs of the Day on list of the day...

I originally came across these in a German magazine and just thought that they were the most brilliant thing that this Golden Age of Complete Retardation has produced yet! That "DOH"-themed clever stupidity. AND -Imagine my delight to rediscover them in a blog called "list of the day."
(no offense to those with down syndrome or any other conditions)

Post Titled: MOS DEF, TRUE MAGIC
my awesome sister pulled through and sent me the newest MOS DEF album "TRUE MAGIC" and - well, as with The New Danger, it is hard to say how much I like it afte just 3 listens.
It is sort of a more raw and bare-boned album, a far cry from Black on Both Sides, and espcially from the aggressive lyrics and heavy guitar sounds of The New Danger.
Even the album packaging is pared-down to the bare essentials: a softer-plastic clear case with only a "EXPLICIT LYRICS" sticker on one side and a small barcode sticker on the back, then a CD inside and that is it. Might like it a lot, ask me in a week or two after I have listened to it about 25 times. Do I force myself to like it, or is it simply a matter of this music not being instantly satisfying? I find that most of the music I life long-term needs to really settle-in, actually.

you can get your official "the PILL KILLS" (babies) t-shirts <a href="http://americanlifeleague.stores.yahoo.net/pikit.html">HERE </a>now for a limited time only a bargain at $6.50... this is actually the most controvercial thing I can even think of a person wearing at the moment. Even more shocking that that chinese artist who wore a suit of raw meat...
thanks Dan.

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Post Titled: so addicted to marketplace and twitter..."back in the day" (in the other past life) when I would get our of work, I'd walk over to my art studio, change clothes and start painting just as Marketplace with Ky Risdall came on KUOW, NPR. For some reason I sort of forgot about Marketplace over the past few years- until now, I heard it on 104.1 NPR Berlin which lead to my podcasting it with a vengeance... can't get enough. Somehow they make all the worldly economic woes so barn palatable... perhaps that is dangerous.
NOTE: this post was sent per email direct, hence it not being too fancy. I don't know if this cookie-cutter convenience is worth it, actually-... maybe just if I am traveling or something.

Post Titled: Peep Show, Series 2, Episode 4
for Tod, in hopes that he may become hooked:

Post Titled: 2nd Slideluck Potshow, Berlin
Tired, so I willl make this very brief: I was pleased to see that the second Berlin Slideluck Potshow last night (at RAW Temple) had an excellent turnout, and the work that I saw wasn't half bad at all. I had helped with some of the communication between the founder and Berlin organisers a few months ago, but then backed out as they got going and I had no extra time. Alas.
from the slideluck potshow website artists I later came across a great slideshow montage by a seattle photographer named chris jordan, (i think I prefer it without any sound though)
mmh, might write an article about the whole Slideluck Potshow overall, mmhh... we shall see...

Post Titled: Non-fiction CD burned for around the corner neighbor, delightful violin player from London none of the original spelling erors have been removed, I typed this in about 6 minutes on a work break

"A very superficial wrap-up of the non-hip-hop CD I burned for you:

1.Berimbau- I just effing love Astrud Gilberto's voice
probably more than any other, and this song is lovely-
2.Cloud Cult- I think these are just some Seattle kids,
short and bittersweet and enegievolles song-
3.the Dirty Projectors- this has been my favorite band
over the past year or so, they are just great- and positively amazing live.
4.chicago- sufjan stevens. never get tired of this one.
5.digital- joy division. this usually reminds me of how I feel about being at work.
6. clap your hands say yeah- just damn cute. not like babies eating lemons, but still...
7.the Ravenettes- I am thinking: sandy desert highway, cactuses, 2am driving... to... uhm, Mexico? From LA? something like that.
8.PSAPP- eating spiders. "we are small... we are small people."
9.the Dirty Projectors- this song is crazy.
10.woderwall by Ryan Adams. ryan adams is a drunk but he has some talent and i lke want he does with this one-
11.elliott smith- covering Big Star's 13, probing charming teen angst
12.I think this is the girl from the moldy peaches, kim... kim... can't remember, adorable lyrics, though..
13.today- jefferson airplane. hippie shit.
14.MOS DEF- Umi says. this would've been on the hip hop cd, but actually, it is not so hip-hop-ish, and really just nice. I think it is about hsi grandmother telling him to get out there and be positive and productive and whatnot- and to, uhm, free black people...
15. Death Cab- another Seattle group which is actually too popular for its own good now- I don't listen to them much but they mention the Berlin Wall in this song and "they're closing the bar and they want us to leave" (something that happend all teh time in Seattle adn rarely if ever in Berlin)
16. Imogen Heap- Hide and seek. good breakup song. ouch. took me awhile to get used to her, but I kond of like her now.
17.Talking Heads. This must be the place. (naieve melody): "I#m just an animal looking for a home" who isn't, -really?
18.Sigur Ros. Iceland. epic. sigur ros. iceland. epic.
19.Band of Horses."the Funeral" yes another seattle band and another tragic epic indie rock song, which is lovely...
20. Michael Vermillion- a very talented friend of mine. from... guess where? "

P.S. Number 12 should be Kimya Dawson, and I was surprised to find that the moldy peaches are actually from Port Townsend, Washington- isn't that a small retirement community up north on the sound? I also think

Post Titled: Alpha Centauri
I came across the term "Alpha Centuari" earlier today, which rang a lot of bells- not only is it a star system, but it is also mentioned in a Hitchhiker's Guide and I believe (pretty damn sure that)"The Last Starfighter"- (1984 sci-fi film) so I go to the Last Starfighter's imdb page only to find that it is being re-made in 2010! Why? Why re-make? Short Circuit also, grrr. and being re-made by the same  director, Nick Castle, except it will just be called "starfighter"

I had serious issues with the Last Starfighter grwing up- mainly because the Alex clone is really terrifying as it is taking form.
Other strange coincidence: Betelgeuse. a star system, also home of Ford Prefect, also a mid-80's film...
other complaints:
LACK OF STANDARDifiifiICATION OF SPELLING OF SUPERHERO NAMES, z.b.:
Superman and Batman are one word.
Spider-Man is hypnehated.
Iron Man is two words.
Superman and Batman are D.C. Comics.
Spider-Man and Iron Man are Marvel...
X-Men... ja, Marvel also...

-p.s- this is a test post, direct from email to blog... we shall see what it looks like...

anyhow here is the trailer to the original Last Starfighter

Post Titled:George brought his n'er-do-well son around..."

Beneath is an actual quote that Reagan wrote about George "W" in his diaries, recently edited by author Doug Brinkley and published by Harper Collins, titled Reagan Diaries.

"A moment I've been dreading. George brought his n'er-do-well son around this morning and asked me to find the kid a job. Not the political one who lives in Florida; the one who hangs around here all the time looking shiftless. This so-called kid is already almost 40 and has never had a real job. Maybe I'll call Kinsley over at The New Republic and see if they'll hire him as a contributing editor or something. That looks like easy work."
From the REAGAN DIARIES------entry dated May 17, 1986 –

This post made possible by
Ms. Monika Proffitt

Post Titled: Sunday Brunch Non-fiction, Yesterday, Hermannhof (Hermannstraße 48, 2. hinterhof, 1 obergeschoss)
Slouched in sort of one of the many radom crumb-y stained couch segments for a hours, drinking coffee with soy milk... somewhere in that time period my friend accidentally formated my 2GB photo card in my camera, instantly deleting somewhere between 400-500 fotos. Ouch. I just sort of blinked... an thought about the ones I had transferred over to the computer... hmm, I really don't know what I lost... but it game me an opportunity to go BACK to the carnival and shoot all over again. Second time around was a dozen times better (well, not the lighting, but everything else.)

public service announcement
the Magik Markers
there is a show tonight of a band called the Magik Markers at West Germany (Skalitzer Straße 133) tonight, if you want- come over to my place at 8pm (20.00 uhr) for a beer or 2 before we head over to the show, feel free-
Not sure I think entrance will be €5-7 (to the show, not my apartment)

Post Titled: message.

I received this message through myspace from a woman- a friend of a very good friend- with whom I have bee trying to meet up with for over a year now but we keep missing connections, anyhow- it is a great message, a strange classic of sorts which sticks out from most all messages I get:

"I just got back to London, sigh, thank god spring is in Europe or else I would have slit my wrists already. LA has a funny way of twisting my brain into some kind of sunny, happy clappy meltdown that can never seem to handle the first few moments back in reality. It was sad to sad to leave. I'm now jet lagged at 4 am, have taken an ambien that I was expecting to knock me out within minutes but so far the only side effect is 40% loss of typing skills. Maybe I'll take another in a minute. Oh wait, I'm having waves in my vision. Maybe I'll keep this short. I can't wait to come to Berlin. I think I arrive too late on the 6th to actually celebrate with you but the next day for sure. ____ I want to meet you, have heard so much about you and am in dire need of discussion regarding a fragmented life in regard to US and Europe...similar experiences, all basically to make me feel better about being here. Though I want to be where you are too. I'm asking for some inspiration. Maybe too much. I'm lost This is great I feel like I'm on acid now. Hope this makes sense when I'm sober. Then you must come to London and stay anytime. Anytime. Don't leave me. I must get ____'s e-mail I lost it please..I beg you! Send me a sign, you are the prophet in this moment. well I don't even know you but I miss you.
Stay with me a while....
yawn, time,.....let's skype..."

Post Titled: "the carpenter", xberg, berlin


since I have run into this guy multiple times in the past few days and then he was a topic of discussion at breakfast and I just happen to come kind-of full-circle in my brain "oh, I randomly have a foto of that guy-" I thought I might as well post him, particularly since ania charmed him into letting her take his foto...

she, however, was not as un-shy... adam and ania:

Post Titled. OHRWÜRME
yep, Friday afternoon, braindead and I have had 2 songs running through my head for days now, the first (moscau moscau!) was a result of going to karaoke with all my german co-workers:

and the second is a result of listing to the gorillaz wayyy too often while riding my bike around town... "dirty harry":

Post Titled: ruhige 1.Mai, 2008 in kreuzberg

In the early evening I went up the street to Kottbusser Tor to see what was happening in and around the surrounding streets, but is was all grilling adn drinking and music- hundreds of food stands set up out front of their respective resteraunts on Adelbert straße and everwhere between Marianneplatz and Oranienplatz, calm, nice, fun just sitting on the grass, having a beer, talking fotos, listening to all the bad music- not at all what I hat expected. There were metal bands full of old guys, crump dancers, an AC/DC cover band. Football and public urination and prett uch everyone had a beer in hand, like an über-block party.
When I left at 9pm and headed from Kottbusser Tor east on Skalitzer straße everything seemed normal until suddenly right in front of me chaos broke loose.
Headed my way was a sea of protesters and off to the right and left were armies of riot police. I am not sure how it started but there was sort of a herd rush and then the dozens and dozens of armored cops and police vans were clashing head-on with an entire protest march of anti-capitalists. I just stopped my bike and took out my camera and started shooting. It was like being in a bubble, all around me there were cops chasing down, tackling and beating punks, meanwhile beer bottles and firecrackers were flying through the air, and I just watched, shooting here and there perched on my bike in the middle of the street.
Overall, this was quite a peaceful May Day, probably because the problems were actually in Hamburg this year in clashes between 1,000 Neo-Nazis, 7,000 anti-neo-nazis and police.

Post Titled: the COWBOY KILLERS @ MANO Café 1.Mai, 2008
the cowboy killers' Charles "Charly" Booth (beard&suspenders), Mike "Mikey-baby" Ellison (wifebeater) and Salsberger "Sully" Morland (blindman) playing with special guests (members of Hell's Chickens and Les Haferflocken Swingers)

Post Titled: ?
british kid runs away to american british emigrates to usa robbie williams channel 4

Post Titled: like a digital easter basket

every once and awhile my boy Clayton sends me an image of his latest creation, I like his work- it is quiet and he manages to keep it simple yet fantastical, overall It is pretty safe to say that he is a badass emerging photographer.

(OK; GOTTA CONVERT THE IMAGE TO AN ACCEPTABLE FORMAT, be patient)

his site is CLAYTON RYAN IMAGES (which has also now been added to the "blog"roll on the left...

Post Titled: presse.
my days of rebellion and protest are pretty much over. Taking to the streets for WTO Seattle, Iraq War and both Bush elections all proved to be discouraging, yet I was never arrested. Tomorrow, however, is May 1, since 1987 a traditional day in Berlin where people (punks, immigrants, locals, whoever) take to the streets in certain parts of Kreuzberg and pull out the cobblestones in the sidewalks to throw them at the police and then get beat-up and arrested to protest something- like, maybe it is just a multiprotest.
I am going to attempt to photograph and video this tomorrow without getting hit by flying rocks or bottles or teargas or get peppersprayed or get arrested (for just being there- BUT definitely (most importantly) without getting my camera destroyed. Hopefully if I have a big camera and wear my YouTube shirt like a dork then perhaps I will be more immune, mal sehen.
here are some "edgy videos" about it:

Post Titled: fresh meat.
damn- I still I think slate is right when they say "Forget Miley Cyrus. Check out Disney's Chinese underwear ad." (foto above) but but but
uhm, what to say... I hate these types of posts... just skip this. scan down to the image... so, here I am, my grasp- no, my ability to see the sense and reason(s)ing american value system drifting away into absurd obscurity like that escaped red helium balloon in that old belgium or french movie where the kid is chasing an escaped red helium balloon throughout some charming city in belgium or france... indeed, the more time I spend in this heathen land of europe, the less I notice boobs. I am actually tired of having this conversation with myself, this monologue, like: "wooo, so many boobs and naked bodies in the liberal and mind/bodily free continent of europe. gr. fine. there are boobs in the ads. you all have boobs in your ads and you are so free and we are not we are puritan party weirdos and you have boobs and asscracks on dvd covers at the video store and on the fronts of magazines and we do not because we are uptight and can't handle boobs, I don't know why, ok,ok, fine." CHANGE GEARS
ok, the shockoutrage in the media today over this foto is just... unnecessary. in the 2-3 minutes which I have been able to tolerate actually watching Hannah Montana videos, (super obnoxiously annoying videos, actually) it seems like Disney already sells her as a nubile sex symbol but to her own peer group... so take off her shirt and plop her in-front of Annie Leibovitz and market her towards a broader audience and suddenly people go ape-shit? Parents go ape-shit. Bill O'Reily goes all ape-shit... So, if this girl is marketed as a sort of tomboyish cool goofy nubile sex-symbol by Disney - that is ok, but to arts-ily portray her as an actual vulnerable more serious/ly) nubile sex symbol to everyone is outrageous? mmh... ja... go figure... the enigma of the american value system... The image itself is actually kind of Tim Burton-esque...

Post Titled: Prince covers Radiohead's "Creep" at Coachella:

coachella is a 3-day music festival in the desert outside Palm Springs, I went with Manü in 2006, it is great. thanks for the link, Dan.

Post Titled: trailer 1'27'' of 8'45''
a couple months ago I received a request from a YouTuber in Brussels named Sammy Ben Yakoub who wanted to use pieces of some of my old clips in a new video he was editing, - so I said yes and then totally forgot about it until today when he sent the result:

(I'm doing the underwear hand-stands, goofing off in the rolling chair, and jumping over the canal) ahh, why don't so do stupid physical Youtube Videos any longer?... getting old? TAR ART RAT tarartrat

the cowboy killers sully morland on the washboard by tar art rat, originally uploaded by TAR ART RAT.

the cowboy killers' sully morland tearing up the washboard at a paella get-together with the spaniards in Prenzlauer Berg