Thursday, March 09, 2006

Worm Delight



In response to the armory, I am hastening to mention that I believe I have worms. I do have paintings which may or may not be hanging in the armory, I believe they will be, and still, looky here, I have worms. Not the tapey kind either, the true itching, knotting, gurgling mess o' worms. I know. I am lucky to have work in the armory. Yet still, the worms come! I have asked them not to and they come anyway. Listen, what am I supposed to say about the failure of artist-in-the-studio to merge playfully in unison into artist-in-the-world. I am not good at it. The transition is gravelly, like a dirt driveway, like knuckles scratching upon the rocks. I apologize for this deadbeat attitude. Mudslinging is coming, on the way to the wormhouse. Worms! Get hence!!!

22 comments:

Anonymous said...

Me too. Worms.

necrowench said...

Oh MM, I understand. I want my ears to fill with black blood and my face to instinctively become a snarling grimace as my head bangs uncontrollably to the high heels of the highest society clattering along the Armoryless Pier. But let's go, and hurt someone. Marilyn Minter is the new Marilyn Manson! They are MM's too.

$4.99 Dinner Special said...

I hope I was not to blame for your worm situation, MM. Sounds bad and ugly - are you chained to the toilet?

sloth said...

MM!!!! I have the worms too! I'm trying to train them to poke out of my nostrils on command... it'll really freak people out.

We should schedule a play date for our wormies.

Corny said...

I will not get worms this year because I am not going near the armory. MM, I love you, I love you, I love you but unless you bring the paintings for me to see in my bedroom, where I'll be curled up this weekend, I'm afraid I'll be missing your work.
Please forgive. It's my loss, and I'm desperate to see your work in the flesh but I just can't.. ... I feel the oogenesis of worms just thinking about the peirs... Do you have photos?

postmoderndebunker said...

Meeeee too MM, I cannot go near the piers for fear of the worms. Besides, I can no longer justify spending that kinda dough on the docks--you dig? But I second Corny's lovin' motion and I feel lucky to know your relics in the real.

Good night, and good luck,
PD

The Capt'n said...

Hi MM-
congratulations to you, ether friend, for getting your stuff out there. Even if it feels like a wormhole. Maybe it's just a feeling-? Who can know?
I'm glad to know you exist and I wish I could see your work, too. Oh wells.

Anonymous said...

You exist. You are a mountain of snails.

mountain man said...

Hi dispensers of sweetness in the waning evening hours!!

Sloth, the playdate of worms is nigh. The time of extrusion is upon us - think about it - tube eggs, tube shapes, poo, worms...right?

Corny, I will have my darling servant, Trudy, bring my paintings in the night to your hearth and bed. She will hold them parallel to your resting body and you will view them in a relaxed position, for maximum appreciation, promise.

PDeeeeeelicious, keep your clams for another day, possibly St. Patty's Day when we will be in need of the green beers for our impending second wedding. Right?

Capt'n. Oddly. I am missing you. I did, I missed you this week because we never met and well whatever I just did. Hope you are surfing and well back in your nest.

Nighty Night, it's late, it's 1:00, so late for a humpback hairy greaseball with B.O.

xx
WormHole

mountain man said...

Anonymous, if snails make a mountain shape, mountain scale...I am excited. Mountain of slimy slithering shell-skulkers. Let's taste them and dive in, and get all slimy in them. Snails. I am excited.

The Capt'n said...

Dear Mountain Man,
How's your parasite purge going?
I have to admit that oddly enough I've missed you, too. The meeting that never happened. It's so wrong.

postmoderndebunker said...

HELLO sweetness. Green beer for the nuptials!! I meant to ask if you would sign a pre-nup...agreeing that if we should part, I keep all the Shostakovich and cured meat products. Are you in??

w.w. said...

hi MM.

Mountain Man said...

The parasites will never leave me, is the sad truism I am realizing. PD, we are on. Yes, in spite of this difficult pre-nup, I feel you are worth it.

WW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hi there. I am seeing into the fortunes of meeting you and earnestly hoping my beard does not scare you.

Jankowitz, Solemn, and Moskowitz LLP said...

I would think twice before you sign a pre-nup with your pretty pup, MM. Do you really want to give up your share of the cured meats? I would be happy to advise...

krixfort said...

I have the all important student ID so I may just have to poke my nose around the piers tommorry.

weizenheimer said...

grog.

gourdless said...

talk about being out of your gourd. I've misplaced mine and I'm not sure where I left it. Maybe on the ffffffff train.

gourdless said...

weizenheimer you are too erudite.

weizenheimer said...

screw you pumpkin.

krixfort said...

weizenheimer and gourdless. Please. Enough. Some people are trying to sleep. Get off MM's lawn.

krixfort said...

I cannot stay up this late anymore MM. No good will ever come of it. Hope all is well. Give my love to Beth and Krakow. I need a salty pork bath with Simon Le Bon and leftovers at Ned's. Who's in? Goodnight.