I am newly obsessed with these:

Doodle of me by Judd Brucke Sept 23, 2009

something is sticking out

today my doodle takes the form of a remembering of a conversation i had about you tonight with Ron Terada at Ian Wallace's opening at Catriona Jeffries Gallery. x

anti-doodle

yellow to black

my doodle stared

as a glowing yellow ball

glowing so bright that

i couldn't tell where it started and i ended

or i started and it ended

so i poked my pencil at it to find its perimeter

accidentally, i punctured its surface

and inside it was dark

my glowing yellow ball began oozing

black from the inside

and the pressure grew

as the flow increased

and the ball exploded

covering my whole doodle

black

today my doodle is black

My doodle reappeared
it was looking like a big balloun
red one with white dot
it went into the washing machine
and then in the dryer
I wanted it to be so clean and dry
when I opened the door
I realized my doodle had melted away
my doodle look nothing like my doodle
it didn't even look like an idea of a doodle
I am very upset or maybe the right word is
sad

we are the fun patrol

My doodle disappeared.
I think I am out of it today.
or it was out of me.
or maybe there is no out nor in.
out or/and in.
everything is outside.
anything is inside.
or the contrary.
or the same.
not sure. but confident.

everyday life is brownies and french fries

an attempt at the most 'boring' photograph ever