Wednesday, May 30, 2007

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

the more i change, the more i remain the same...

ok, so i've had cancer, lost my mind, fell in love, gained weight... but i still look pretty much the same

dragonfly dream
sante fe, nm

Saturday, May 26, 2007

Friday, May 25, 2007

Thursday, May 24, 2007

Monday, May 21, 2007

ebay extravaganza

chainjett123 (ebay seller extraordinaire)

Friday, May 18, 2007

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

rayjohnson spat personality club

rain rein nevermind
chanhassen, mn

ebay auction ends May 23, 2007

Tuesday, May 15, 2007


Clemente Padin

Clemente Padin will be in Bilbao, Vasco Country, Spain, at the Art Bilbao Foundation on the 14th and 19th of May and in an E-Poetry ( Electronic Poetry) event to be carried out in Paris, France, on the 20th through 23rd of the same month. His actuation will culminate, in both cases, with readings of experimental poetry in homage to Edgardo Antonio Vigo, marking 10 years since Edgardo Antonio Vigo's death.

Monday, May 14, 2007


C Z Lovecraft
San Jose, California

Friday, May 11, 2007

the more and more i change...

the more I look like the pumpkin I popped out of

the 1st image is day 1
the 2nd image is the day before

ps I once went out with a pumpkin named Patricia
pps Miles Davis once tried this trick with his hands tied behind
his back
ppps If you know where Lex Loeb is, lob him a loaf of this
Terry Reid (by Sabina Vogelsang)

identity crisis

new york

self portrait

mick boyle
conneaut, pennsylvania

Wednesday, May 9, 2007

chemically imbalanced

digital collage hand colored with walnut ink
new york

Tuesday, May 8, 2007


Clemente Padín
Montevideo, URUGUAY

Everything Dances

Our World is ever suicidal
Crossing Space
Between the devil
And the deep blue sea
Celebrating the feline sense
Of ones round-shouldered
Receiving Eucharistic
To kill with utmost care
The Universe of human beings
Of life and living
A part of the great mystery
Removing its religious habit
Their faces within
Cannibals gilt and by a blue
Streams of its own:
The Blood is reconciled
With corpses
Streaking across the Oil.
Look the Sky of Blood
In the body of Irak
Filling the unfrocked gutters
With the assassination silence.
Our World is a Planet
Of radiant Christ abortion
Integrated with a cynicism
Toward all statement or “truth”:
Our male bosses
Look daggers at and get rusty
With their arseholes
To out run us.
Our World is ever suicidal
Its order is:
These streets becoming indignity.


i am still a drone

digital collage
new york


This blog was created as a space to display and archive mail art pertaining to the subject..."the more i change, the more i remain the same". Any medium any technique is welcome. If you are interested in participating in this mail art call you can create a piece of mail art and e-mail it to or e-mail me for a mailing address if you prefer to take your chances with the postal system...........see, you still love living haven't really changed...have you?

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