There was other stuff happening, and I left to this place, leaving where I was.

I think I entered through gates.

I think I was in the Swiss Alps.

A man came to me.

It was John Berger.

He said, you were the person who... I can't remember what he said. I think it was referring to a photograph I mailed him, or something like that. I don't know.

I think I remember there was amazing light. I think there might have been green. Fields of grass, mountains, the sky.

He put his hand into a small bush and a baby woodpecker jumped on his hand. It was red. He put it up to me and it jumped on him hand. He walked back over to the benches where he was sitting. I think David Levi Strauss was sitting there with his head down on the table.

Sena Basoz and i think Fern Silva. Later in it, I left some place, I was walking away, pushing something. Maybe a box on wheels. Maybe a suitcase. Maybe a wheel chair or a shopping cart. They were following me. I knew they were following me, but pretended I didn't know. I think I went through chinese or indian food stands. I don't know. I don't remember what happened before.

Kris Latocha was in a show in New York in a museum. It was artists from London. He doesn't make art, and I was like, "oh, he's got connections, he can be in an art show in NY about London even though he doesn't make art." Paul Branca and Stephen Westfall were also in shows there. But it was a different show. They were in a show together. I remember lots of people.

The other night:

I was with a girl who was somewhat related to the Bush's. Maybe to Barbara Bush. She was young and good looking and fun. At one point we were laying on the ground, and we ended up kissing. I didn't realize it until later, but we were outside of Julianne Lee's window. I remember the girl banged on Julianne's window in the morning. I don't know why. There were other people with us. In the morning I saw Julianne and her father. Julianne was dressed like a monk - presumably some kind of Korean Buddhism. She was holding padded sticks that you hit small gongs with. When she saw me she looked down and ran into her room. She didn't say anything. I followed her, but I don't remember what happened.

sena basoz was there. we were sitting next to each other. at one point she went up and walked away. i can't remember where we were, but something strange was going on. like the place was a temporary place. was i staying in a basement? was i walking down the side of a road, and something about a bicycle or a car? I don't know. I had to call Michelle Blade. The date for my walk in San Francisco got messed up. I had to buy my ticket, and I didn't know which one to buy. There was a, I think French airlines, that had $1 tickets from LAX to Oakland. It costed more to get to SFO b/c you had to change planes in Oakland. But I saw that, and so decided to buy a ticket to just Oakland. But then I couldn't figure out the right date. Someone's calendar was wrong. I was going to call Triple Base gallery, but it didn't happen. Maybe Lukas Geronimus was there. Maybe Sena left to go hang out with samita sinha.

Sena Basoz was swing dancing.

a skunk sprayed me. i think i took a shower after it did. i wasn't annoyed, and i didn't run when it happened.

also, my sister called julianne lee and asked if we were dating. julianne said no. she called because of some photo on flickr or something.

mary pearson. joe ferri. went into joe ferri's house w/ out knocking. pretended that i knocked, but i really went in. he was sitting on stairs, said not to just walk in. a friend of his was there. there was some strange person following me and someone house around. some creep. bjork was there. i think.

i was bowling. lots of weird black bugs around me. really big. had to go through a lot o stuff to get to the lane. on the way there i couldn't figure out what i was throwing down the aisle. i forgot. a roll of tape. a duffle bag. i kept putting stuff down and picking up other things. finally i realized i needed a bowling ball. i got it last minute. when i threw it i got a strike. i think i was julianne lee when i threw it. like, her body was me. i don't know. i got a strike.

Naseem Bazargan.

adam katz and miranda july.

now i remember that the song from the end of the Ray Bradbury podcast of kaleidoscope, the one that says "my father was rocket man...." - or something like that - it was there, somewhere. but i can't remember if it was last night or from some other time.

driving in a car on a freeway. i don't remember who i was driving with. it was Kristina Lee Podesva. A guy was in the road, not on the side, but kind of in the lane. We didn't hit him. He was wearing blue. As we drove by he reminded me of my father. All of a sudden another guy was in one of the middle lanes. The first guy was in the lane furthest to the right, which wasn't that abnormal, except that he was kind of in the lane. but it was really weird that this other guy, who i think was indian or middle eastern, was walking in between one of the middle lanes, as cars flew right by him, then all of a sudden, he walked into a middle lane, a car swerved, but then he jumped in front of a car in the next lane. i turned my head, but he must have been hit. before that Kristina and I were having a long conversation, but I don't remember of what. I don't remember where we were coming from. We were going to a house, but maybe it was a birthday party, or maybe it was a class. I think it was Cory Arcangel's house, and maybe other people from Bard were there, but I can't remember now. Maybe Paul Branca was there, but I can't remember. I remember food, a little. I also had my guitar, and had to move it at one point. I went outside at one point to the pond, then Jamie Stewart came, he walked out onto the frozen pond, even though it was summer, but it was frozen. I remember either birds or bird food or maybe Japanese food, maybe miso. Maybe there was an announcement about the people who were hit by the cars. We were walking, and we can head the roar of masses of people. They were watching a sports game or something. We can figure out what was happening just by the waves of intensisty of the roaring. Now I remember Rage Against the Machine. From earlier. I think they were playing War Without a Breath, but maybe not. There was something about it. In the middle of the pond Jamie layed on some thing to not fall through the ice.

animal collective show. there was three of us. totally sold out in a small place. we said we were on the list. walked in, the two people i was with went in fast, don't know what happened to them. the guy who lead us in, the guard guy, walked in front of me directing me where to go, then i just ran into the club figuring he wouldn't be able to find me. i went up to the seats and sat down. then i made eye contact with him. and i didn't want to be an ass, so i walked over to him and explained that i was going to leave because he found me and i didn't want it to be rude. as i walked over i saw abigail portner and joey gallagher, and told them i was getting kicked out, and then abbie started saying something, but i don't remember the rest.

at one point there was point roberts or point washington - it was either washington or oregon - but then there was some confusion with california.

there was an art show or something in iowa. we had to fly to iowa. i think julianne lee was there. at one point she wasn't wearing anything and some guy was looking at her, and i told her to put a towel over her b/c people were looking at her naked. i remember skis and some other thing. maybe an airport.

Dean Spunt was across the train platform. I yelled to him.

It was an animal collective concert, but it wasn't. I think they were singing in Japanese. But it was understood as an AC show. Amir Shoucri was there. Freddy Ruppert was there. I think Amir drove. As they went in, I went around to the back to try and sneak in. I said I was on the list, so they let me inside where the box office was, then I said I needed to use the bathroom, so she took me to the bathroom. As I did all this I scoped the scene, looking for a way to get in. She took me really far into the venue, way in the back and down hallways. At one point I think I accidentally snuck out of the back area, so I had to try and sneak back into it, to try to sneak into the show. At one point I was talking to someone and I said I am supposed to shoot photos - I had a faked letter saying I would. She accepted it, and signed one of my walking partner cards and said to show this to the guards and they'd let me in. The letter was either from vivian host from xlr8r or from from light and wire gallery. i can't remember. i don't know why both of those are coming up. i was a little worried it'd get back to me that i forged the letter. then i had to go find amir's car to get my camera. i couldn't find his car. i had his keys, don't remember how i got them. looked in one parking lot, then looked in another, but couldn't find his car. then freddy ruppert came out. the band was singing in japanese, and i was trying to figure out who it was i was seeing, i couldn't remember, it was weird. freddy was waiting for some people, maybe some noise people from LA. I think there was a diner earlier. i think somewhere else i farted really loud and people looked at me.

the low e string of my acoustic guitar broke. when it happened this guy looked and me and told me shhhhh. it was in some strange gambling situation. he was concerned, at a different time, that i wasn't winning. he wanted me to win. or atleast feel more enthusiastic about the game. he didn't realize that it didn't matter because i didn't care. i wasn't into it, so i wasn't getting let down when i would lose. on the back of the anp quarterly magazine it said that lucy raven was doing the next one back cover, but i couldn't figure out if she also did the current back cover. it was a photograph i think of two sailboats and a smaller boat. or maybe the smaller boat was the boat where the photograph was taken, so it was just two small sail boats. i think it was in asia, maybe the middle east. all of a sudden we were on the small boat, and shot a photograph from behind, then we sped a head, and had a view from infront of the two boats.

and i think i was in xiu xiu. i was playing on stage, and kept going behind a curtain. i can't remember if this was in the video juan was watching. maybe the photographs in his interviewers bag turned to video. i don't know.

barbara ess was retiring. there was some kind of party. in a big field. a small kitty, the size of a finger, was walking through the field. behind her house was the field, then there was a huge building, then i went in. looked like a mansion. figured someone lived there, but then i was in it, and there was a bar. so it was ok i was there. a guy lived there, his girlfriend or someone talked to me. then everyone came in. there was food. walter chiu was there, because i had to call him to compare something. i think i left barbara's and then came back, it was in the middle of nowhere, very hard to find. as i was driving, paul, my mom's boyfriend, called me to figure out how to get there, but i wasn't sure. some weird testing. jenn wong worked for a place. she was building some kind of bomb. i don't know. before barbara's there was a show/restaurant/ store space. I think it was called Snacks. I don't remember who was there, but it was very LA. Maybe Mika Miko, but I don't know. Abe Vigoda maybe. Oh, I was watching an Abe Vigoda video of some sort, and they were being interviewed, and Juan looks in the interviewers bag and finds photogorgraphs that I had taken. Skies and some polaroids of other things, and then some crazy shots, me under water or in a bathroom, maybe naked. The store was somewhere. I think they said Long Beach, but that didn't make sense. I thought maybe San Pedro. But I felt it was very LA, so it had to be somewhere else. They were watching a video. I kept leaving. A movie. I don't remember what the movie/video was. Then Barbara's thing happened after.

Yoni Zonszein. that's all i remember.

and also: the ocean view from cornwall that is to be printed on newsprint, it was cropped incorrectly. but it was fixable, not permanent.

riding ken marriner's white bike. the back tire goes. flat. looking for a tire place. i am going through different campuses. i maybe talking or something. people approach me with envelopes. lily nakano is tehre and gives me something. i think marley freeman tells me about a bike place. i feel i end up in el segundo looking for a tire place. one is closed, but looking through the glass door it looks more like a restaurant. i see a vagabond type figure going into a small apartment, on maybe richmond or viriginia street in el segundo. from behind i think it is my father, but i don't say anything. later my mother says my father is in the emergency room. i think that maybe he got out, and that's when i saw him. there is some kind of tire place named Sartre or something. There are these video photo adds for this Mkenzie guy, some artist who uses balloons. We have to help free him. was i giving a talk, or had a show? someone that reminds me of michelle blade was the person who set it up, or the curator. i don't know.

also: Rhizome messed up the pixels I bought for Mylinh Nguyen. They put the wrong dead link.

went to meet ches smith and miya osaki at a pizza place for dinner. fancy place. potato pizza. this was after an ordeal, but can't remember it all. we were on a boat. maybe a ferry or something. or a ferry taxi. or a taxi as boat. when we got off someone stole a bike. we chased her and she crashed. it was a little girl. she was angry and upset. i yelled her, i told her she shouldn't steal only take - take food when she's hungry, but not steal peoples things. i went back, got my stuff, there was something about my stuff. maybe my laptop. i don't know. then i went to get the pizza with the other person, i think a female, waiting. trying to remember what about my stuff.

earlier: there was a masquerade part. little black masks, you need the black masks to get in. paul branca was there. we were waiting outside. didn't have the masks. but we were going to get in somehow. lisa williams was there. free stuff. little plastic things of cakes, or of steaks. one had shoes with a watch in it. free gifts from sponsors of party.

Cory Arcangel. Daniel Chew. Maybe Joseph Valle. Jeremy Leclair. Talking to Jeremy on a cellphone, planning on going somewhere, to the beach or the mountains, walking through a crowd of people on the street. Cory had a show, I think. Something happened later. Maybe that is where Daniel was. I had a photograph of Cory. My laptop.

Yesterday I didn't write anything because I was too disgusted, but I don't think likes or dislikes has a place here. All that should be here is recollection. Miya Osaki. Ches Smith. In a public bathroom with a pair of paints, feces got all over the pants. I don't remember how. I was not wearing the pants, I was holding them, but someone they got on them, and I was grossed out.

paul branca was there. i think he was with david rothenburg, but i am not sure. they were coming to meet me. i was painting. i had to paint a pathway b/c i got some money for bard. part of the deal was i had to paint a pathway. josh kit clayton was there. my mom was coming to pick me up, i called her and told her i'd start walking and meet her. when i called her later, realizing she was coming - i had forgot - and paul wanted to hang out - she said she was on center st. things were confusing b/c i didn't need to get picked up anymore. the path i had to paint was dirt, so it was confusing. jutta koether was there, and we talked, and she told me that i am a "freak" artist - but meant not really weird, just kind of akward. lukas geronimus went to sweden and asked me about sweden, he went there with someone. i told him to go to malmo, but he didn't go.

julianne lee smoked and i got upset. she also wet the bed.

stolen money. ches smith getting arrested for sneaking into a movie theater. miya osaki is there. i go out to try and stop the arrest. i have to run from the law. i take trains, hide in bush, other things. they can't catch me. i am in shadows. stolen money. i keep escaping. cars. earlier, going into train station, not related to the running from law, as i go in to station jess wilcox goes out of station. maybe devin hoff is there, but i can't remember.

had to go see kyle parker/ infinite body at a place. i think it was iowa. didn't want to miss him. lucky dragons played too. someone else was headlining. was at some place, and was waiting for a friend to get ready to go. was trying to use my cell phone to call kyle to see when he played, but for some reason i couldn't use my cell phone. i think mike sliff was there, maybe, to tell me kyle's number. i saw luke, he said kyle played, but then he wasn't sure. he miked bread and was playing that in a room where jamie chan was. i think i was watching the news, and youtube videos i made of exhibitions i was in were playing, and then i got excited. the news didn't play them b/c of me, but b/c of other things in the video, but it just so happened that it took place at my exhibition. i think caleb engstrom was there. maybe a different show, i don't know, scarnella was playing, but i opened the set playing on some little xylophone, then carla bozulich came out, then i left and nels cline came out. i think before that anp people were there: brendan folwer, aaron rose, ed tempelton. but i don't know. people were getting pushed around maybe. i don't know. jeff from rainbow blanket was walking, bob bruno was there.

kris latocha was there. and someone else. i think another european. they left, or were leaving, flying back to somewhere, probably europe. we did the european kiss on the cheek thing, but it seemed to be a little slower.

i remember a tree.

i remember andrea longacre white. i think she grabbed brendan fowler from behind. he was performing maybe. she tried to pull him back. maybe he wasn't performing. i think he got upset when she grabbed him, but she was trying to do something. i can't remember. like, maybe he was - oh - i think the microphone was off, and she was grabbing him say it was off, and to get off the stage and fix it, or something. then i think it was dave portner the animal collective singer. maybe brendan turned into dave, or something. doug harvey was there. did he go to el segundo? or did this name represent someone who went to el segundo? someone said he failed his mba test or something. i had a microphone and i was making weird sounds during the performance, playing along, but i don't know if people were into it. i was getting crazy. there was a girl next to me who kept lighting the oven on fire. the oven was in the back. the space was strange.

brian kennon was there too, can't remember what he was doing.

going to get tacos. or something. ceci moss was there i think. not sure what else. with a few people. maybe jamie stewart was there. maybe it was on a xiu xiu tour. i don't know.

at one point PJ was driving, doing crazy things in the car. we could have died, but we didn't. i don't remember who else was there. there was a point where dana hoey was there. she made me sign a contract for a new work to make. she asked me about a show i was in, and i guess she wanted to see my piece, but she must have not known which one was mine. i think my piece was small. i think we met in this weird marsh like place, similar to the structure of the holocaust memorial in berlin, where you slowly get deeper into it, like you were going into the sea. but this was like low grass to tall grass, so you slowly go inside of grass until it covers your body and no one can see you from the outside. there were two restaurants - maybe one was breakfast - and one was mexican - i feel these two restaurants have appeared in other dreams. i think we tried to walk to one - it was a nice walk - going through a field, abandoned stuff, urban alleyways/ fields, etc... oh, i think i was look at jim morrison's wiki page or something - it talked about him being rob fisks' father. it described the scenario of how it happened.

sarah ra ra/ sarah anderson was the first lady. i was thinking about how strange it was to have a friend who was the first lady, and how much responsibility and pressure she must have now.

mother. father. hotel. julianne lee. different hotel. people from norway, from island. people talk about la times saying it's like iraq or vietnam, i say, norway b/c of the other people i met from norway. something about a war in norway. driving somewhere. trying to make it to bennington maybe. maybe indianapolis. maybe splitting up on xiu xiu tour. i don't know. money lost. something about a dog. dog ate money. dog disappeared. money in back of speaker stolen, but returned after paying $450. different hotel rooms.

we were in a banh mi shop. his specialty was gumbo, and a cold soba noodle - but the cold noodle was big and white and clear, not like normal soba. i think i saw him put a piece of fried chicken, bone and all, on the bread. we talked about banh mi.

we must have been at the first day of bard. julianne lee was there. i don't know why. the faculty must have wondered why i brought her. but i think there was reason why she was there, so it was OK. Miranda Lichenstein had a short haircut, and I couldn't figure out if it was her, but i guessed it must have been. Penelope Umbrico was there, she was wearing black and had silver ear rings. We were looking at readings. Or, we were given readings.

for some reason i think I was in Mira O'brien's apartment, but she wasn't there. I spilled tea there, an dropped eggs on a staircase. I was with some girl, someone who i was staying with at another apartment, we were there to check in on it, or something? There was a presence there, like a ghost or something. i can't remember how i knew, but i knew. the tea was in this weird device that had two cups at once, and the spout was o different sides so they didn't both pour out at the same time.

at another point, i drove in a car w/ this ghost back to where i was staying. but then, where the ghost was supposed to turn (the ghost was driving, i was in the passenger seat), there were people either doing construction or playing on the sidewalk, and maybe the ghost freaked out and kept driving. and then i freaked b/c we were going into a big intersection. maybe i let the ghost drive b/c it was such a short drive, and now it was getting into a dangerous part of the street. we were going straight at police cars that were either parked or coming towards us, and the ghost wasn't moving out of the way, so i pulled the emergency break, and with my hands, slammed on the break. i can't remember if i stopped or not or what, but i didn't die. i ended up near a chinese restaurant that resembled szechewan, that was in manhattan beach where i grew up - but it was named something else. near the restaurant i was with the girl i was staying with and some guy, and i said the ghost was still around and i'd prove it, i said outloud for the ghost to assert its presence by making windchimes move, and it did, and the guy freaked a little. we got scratch lotto tickets, and i think i won something, but then the numbers kept changing like a slot machine moving, so i thought you had to cash it at a winning point. we were at the place i was staying, i was too scared to go back to mira's b/c of the ghost, but i wanted to clean u the eggs and spilled tea.


a few days ago:

on a billboard type thing, rage against the machine was doing a tribute to brian eno.

i sang in a band, or did a karaoke band, or something, really intense, similar to this song is a mess but so am i, or something like that. i think freddy ruppert was there watching, i think he cried after i played. i don't know if you can call it playing. maybe just singing. maybe i didn't know anyone was watching. i don't know.

brendan fowler. kyle from infnite body. whole foods. or, needing to go to whole foods. talking to brendan about needing to go. ooxe there. i am stressing. i go with jamie stewart to the bottom of the parking garage. ooxe is still coming down. a weird dungeon. maybe kris latocha. i am hiding in the dungeon. they can't see me there, or this guy can't see me. whole foods at union square is closer, want to go there. yeah yeah yeahs playing some free show.

I was playing guitar with former ghosts. i was playing punk rock style, like from false alliance. i can't remember who else was in the band. maybe jamie stewart. maybe amir shoucri. i didn't rehearse the songs, i was playing them with a music sheet. but the music sheet didn't have rhythm, just chords. and i didn't know how the rhythm, so i had to do it by ear, and it was pretty bad. there was a point when i looked back at these japanese girls singing in the song, and then freddy ruppert got pissed at me b/c i was giving them attention. maybe i wasn't supposed to look at girls on stage. but then i think freddy did it...

i saw three sand hill cranes on the side of some road.

from the other night: i was in a plane with david levi strauss. it was a small plane. i don't remember who was in the back. maybe paul branca. maybe someone else. i can't remember. the plane crashed. i was hanging on the ledge of some window on a building, i somehow got out. i can't remember what happened to paul or who ever was in the back. Levi went down with the plane, and I don't remember what happened. Steep things.

I went to visit Viet Tran at Soy Cafe or Noodle Bar. I almost walked into the back room and he told me not to go in, and through the crack of the door I saw a guy I didn't know sitting in there w/ a bag of pot. It looked like he was selling pot. So I wanted some pot. I was going to pay w/ my credit card w/ the food. It was going to be $50. But I didn't want that much and I felt a little embarrassed explaining to Viet that I only wanted half. He showed me that some of the nugs were wrapped in easter color ribbons.

i think stephan westfall was there. i can't remember. yes he was. he made me a map to somewhere. rental gallery. it was in an alley. but i couldn't get there. he had to show it to me, and it ended up being different from where he wrote on the map. we went in. i think julianne lee and jess wilcox was there. and one of jess' friends. i don't remember who else was. i think jess was going to go get pizza, and i told her to get me a white slice with garlic. i think she was upset at me because she thought i was involved with julianne. at one point i was looking through stephan's cds. julianne was too. someone else was there. i can't remember who it was.

I just remembered more:

I think Lisa Rave was there.
I also think Maggie Vail was there. She was walking.

camilla wynne ingr said she had a dream where she was watching oprah and there was a women getting hair implants, and then they showed her in her new life, in a mansion, she always lived in, but her home had been broken b/c her husband was an alcoholic who killed her/ his child while a nun was taking the child and other children on a walk. he strangled all of them. he killed the nun first.

that was her dream not mine. i think my dream had something to do w/ fil mercado or his brother.

Some weird cult circle place. Some kind of fire. saul melman gave lukas geronimus a book by yuko mishima, though, i didn't know the author's name in the dream. there was a dedication to lukas on the back made in vinyl stencil. i got my hands on the book. some kind of psychic actiity at the cult/book/circle. can't remember. Julianne's friend was there. Kylie. Kylie Gilchrist had a penis and Julianne was giving her a blow job. noellie roussel was there, or her name was there. i can't remember. maybe someone mentioned her. i remember trying to remember her name. i guess almost similar to mishima's name, how i didn't know his name, but i knew it was him. maybe i said if she was going to sue me or something, i can't remember.

oh yeah, the cult, i think they were touching books and getting all the information from them w/ out reading them. i gave someone my number, but it was my fake number. it seemed like they were recruiting, and they were getting incentives, and all these people wanted me, but this one guy got it, and i felt a little bad i was fucking w/ him by giving him a fake number so he couldn't call me.

i think i was going into palestine. it was fast to walk in. there was the aftermath of a suicide bomber. it was a little sketchy inside. we had to keep cool. cars drove around w/ out drivers. i feel we were in a secret area, where secret things were happening. oh yeah, i walked by bill clinton. him and some others had light brown suits. i also walked by george bush #1 and then george bush #2.

mia nolting was there too. there was a boat. a small boat. i think it was 10 feet. we were going to sail around the world maybe.

Julianne Lee was trying to cross the border with me. The border guy takes her ID. I make sure she gets in. We were scared he'd find her and deport her. I think he wanted to take her out or something, but we were still scared. There was a boat later. We were on the boat. Don't remember whose boat it was.

something about Ches Smith and blink 182. Maybe Blink 182 one a grammy and their drummer pretended to be Ches on stage when they accepted the award. I'm not sure.

now i remember walead beshty was there. we shook hands as i walked up the staircase. this was in the large complex ship like space. for this greeting i believe the place was understood as bard college.

I must have been watching Vlatka Horvat's apartment. I don't know. Actually, her place was just like the place we stayed yesterday in Atlanta, at Leigh Ann Osborne's. She had just come back from a trip, maybe an art show somewhere, I don't know. I think I didn't know then. She called me, and then I came out to let her in. When I opened one of the many doors, I opened the dead bolt to prop the door open, but it closed, and we were locked out. I thought, fuck, so I quickly told the door man or security guard, who was from an African country, to see if he can help, and that I would slowly delay letting Vlatka in. So I went out, and her friends were there too. I went really slowly. We had to get her luggage through a passageway above a door. She was finally in, and we were slowly going through all the doors. Oh yeah, we went to the very top of the apartment complex. Higher than a roof. It was like bridges up at the very top, there were tops of trees and skyscrapers, and we were walking on a bridge, and so we were outside, and we could touch the tops of skyscrapers and trees. This was a little scary, but also amazing. Another lady was there. You could feel how much the building moved in the wind. Finally we were going to the door that I had locked. I felt a key in my pocket, but I knew it was a different key. Right when I got there, I saw the guard sitting and breathing heavily, I knew he had run to help me. Then all of a sudden a shortish man with black hair, i think he was latin, he came running. And i knew he had the key and I was lucky. But then I randomly tried the key in my pocket, and it worked fine.

both luke and sarah of lucky dragons were there. i thought that i knew i was meeting them in a few days, and i didn't know why they were there now. i found them quite strangely. i was walking, and all of a sudden all of us were walking together.

there were cookies.

maybe jenn wong was there.

i think walid raad was there, or someone who was represented by the body and form of walid raad. this person was bragging that they were a popular artist because they had friends with different ethnic backgrounds. He said, "the jews like me, the arabs like me, the ukraines like me...."

a big complex space. like a ship or something. lots of people. like a show is happening.

walid raad - friends with jews, arabs, etc...

Robin Cameron stole my blue scarf that Naseem Bazargan made me. I was pretty upset. I don't remember that much b/c it's later in the day and we had to leave the house in Iowa City we were staying, so I couldn't type. I may have called Robin and gave the phone to Julianne Lee (ooxe) so she could talk to her to get my scarf back. Maybe Robin's mom answered.

miya osaki just made a comment about "horvitz" then i remembered that i learned the meaning of my name. i can't remember anymore. biblical? bilboa? i think i remember bilboa, but that was like the bible or something. i don't know. don't remember what it meant.

also from last night. i had a dream i found a random movie or video on youtube. in it were all my picture discs. the first thing i remember is this guy in the video holding up the high places picture disc over his face. then the rest were there. i think it was in black in white.

lisa rave didn't come back to Bard, however, she came to what i think i remember as Otis. Paul Branca was there. He made a smirky comment, a smart comment, not that otis was necessarily better or worse than bard, but just something informative. he also said amy sillman was at otis, but i can't remember is this was a joke or serious. and i remember this still being in what i think is New York, so Otis was in NY not LA. people started coming into where we were, so i suggested that i give everyone the news that lisa was not coming back. i think she did get the german funding, she just decided to use it elsewhere. Jeremy Owen Leclair was there, and i was going to tell him the news, but then i think i felt weird that i was the one saying it. i think i jokingly told everyone, i should inform everyone, and thought they would speak out against that idea, but no one did, so then i felt weird, and felt i had to tell jeremy, but then i didnt.

it is mid day, i woke up early and went to dim sum, i will see what i can remember.

i think i was with mylinh nguyen. she slept in my bed, maybe that is why she was in the dream. we were escaping some kind of evil or something. i remember something that reminds me of guitar center. i think we had escaped and we were outside and i was throwing rocks at a computer to smash it. i kept missing it. guthrie lonergan was there too i think. he came later, he must have escaped later, maybe we thought he was dead, i don't remember.

lots of strange stuff. I think I was with Karen O of the yeah yeah yeahs. but this is the second half of the dream, i don't remember the first. but she looked like an old picture of miranda july. but not really. i made the comparison. she took me to their concert. we hung out backstage. walter chiu met me there, or came along or something, i don't know. when the concert was about to start we walked out there, she told me to stand near the front of the stage. maybe this is where i ran into walter. there were people in army uniforms. then later there were other uniforms. i thought maybe a bunch of people from the army came to the show, or maybe it was part of a dance performance. i think i walked near them and got in their way. then i went back to where karen told me to stand. i remember wondering if jenn wong was there, she likes the yeah yeah yeahs a lot, and i was wondering if she could see me b/c i was in the front. i didn't want to stay where i was, so i walked up into the side area near the stage. there were a few bathrooms there. i think it was private access, but i got over there. later i came back and people were having sex in the bathroom. and i think someone was having sex in the other bathroom as well. i left, and then they came out and i thought the guy was going to beat me up for interrupting him, but i played it cool,and he tried to look tough and walk around me, but nothing happened. i am getting vague memories of the earlier part of the dream that lead into this, but i can't grasp anything. some waiting maybe. i don't know. i think iggy pop was at the concert.

I think I was in Berlin.

i barely remember anything. I think Brendan Fowler, Aaron Rose, and Harell Fletcher.

I remember Harell was sitting across from a table. Maybe there was food. He gave me the envelope I mailed him to get his contribution to the PO box show.

I remember nothing else.

I may remember william basinski saying the xiu xiu show in la was too small for him to play because he had too much equipment, but maybe i didn't dream this.

i don't know.

my sister was there. i don't remember what or why.

i think i remember el segundo. maybe there was an ice cream place at the end of one road. i am thinking this ice cream place is a recurring location.

there was a police officer that i flagged down for my mom.

there was a body in the street when i went outside and looked (not related to the officer).

there may have been family things.

more from last night

mary pearson was there
lucky dragons was there

i can't remember the context

something about lucky dragons

luke fischbeck was sleeping on the ground, maybe outside, he was sleeping with centerfold on his chest, but he was holding centerfold down so she didn't try to walk away when he was asleep. centerfold was asleep too.

i must have been at bard. it must have been the first or second day or something. cory arcangel was running. i saw him through the window, he was across the street. i think he was late. for some reason i think this was the second day because i remembered him running the day before. i was in a cafeteria type place. cory came in and wasn't late and relieved i think. he sat with the yellow swans. but it was only one of them - either pete or gabe. i think it was pete. i remember thinking, it's interesting that my friends are my faculty here. the yellow swans must have been on the music faculty that summer. i was sitting at one table. there was another table. i can't remember who was where. i remember getting up to get food. i wanted the peppers stuffed with white cheese, and they wouldn't give it to me b/c of something (similar to what happened that day at claude's on miya's birthday, i got free cookies b/c they had no way of weighing one small cookie). but then they gave it to me. i had to run and get my plate.

somewhere in the dream i had a flash i was back in berlin, but then i was concerned how long i was in berlin. maybe it was at the food that i thought this b/c in berlin i would always go to the Turkish market, and they had peppers stuffed with white cheese.

maybe arthur gibbons told me something about a former japanese student who did crazy things, and then he had to have his performance or graduation or whatever in some large stadium that fit 10,000 people, and they had to try to sell all the tickets or something.

i snuck into an abandoned building. i got caught when i came out. because there was a security outside it going through the locked fence. instead of jumping over the fence i went with the security, who was in a little car, through the fence. i played it cool. he was wondering why i was there. i think he mentioned bombing the building. i thought it would look like berlin after the war if he did.

there was a house i was living in. crazy stairs. can't remember much about the house. vague memory of a hotel or something.

i think the mexican restaurant was back.

i think greg sidman was walking in el segundo wearing really short shorts. i drove by him and yelled at him, i don't think he heard me, so i sent him a text later.

mary halvorsen showed me a website of a dream dictionary. i forgot what the link is.

i think mylinh nguyen was there. there was a restaurant. maybe there was two. i wanted to go to another, but we were going to one. or maybe it is more vague than this. i think these "two" restaurants appeared in a different dream as well. I think they go together. I can't remember anything. Something about staying up all night. A girl with her boyfriend watching pornography upstairs, while I was in a different room. I wondered if it was OK to have these random people upstairs in my house. I was a little concerned. Was I staying up all night? was I going anywhere in the morning? Maybe. I can't remember. There was another room, I think Penelope Umbrico was represented by a black widow spider hanging from the ceiling in the middle of a room. I was with someone else on the corners of the room. I don't know how I knew it was her. I think she was testing how it was to be a spider. I don't know if it was a game or a new thing or what. She was eating something bright red,like a cherry tomato, but i assume it was a bug or something. maybe she talked to me and thats how i knew it was her. the person i was with, we were still frightened a little b/c she was a spider, even though i think i rememer haing conflict - one i knew her and it was fine, but two it was a spider. i remember the spider spinning around. i remember looking away and then looking back and the spider was gone. there is lots of vague stuff regarding other people and the restaurant and maybe driving and maybe a country type location. I can't remember.

had a dream that mark batty printed a new polaroid book with instructional artwork texts in it. it was an interesting object, holes in the book, maybe plastic. i got upset b/c they printed text that wasn't supposed to be there. like the extra characters in an email that is just ramblings, but not part of the content. but then i realized it was just a test print. the test print was done so well that i thought it was real. i remember something else but i can't remember. maybe a girl/women. a hallway.

it's been cold and i've been leaving my computer upstairs. so i haven't been waking up right away and writing these.

i remember there was a hotel room. i think lukas geronimus came in and wanted to smoke a joint. actually it was a bathroom. maybe a bathroom in a hotel, but the room was the room. it wasn't a bathroom in a room. i didn't want him to smoke a joint b/c it was my mom's room. i was taking a bath, and i didn't want her to think it was me smoking a joint. somewhere two girls and maybe a guy invited me into the bathroom. i think maybe i thought it was just one girl who invited, but then two of her friends came. we got in the shower or bathtub, i was naked, and i think they were fully clothed. i think i kept swiching interests in girls. then they had to leave. i want to go with them maybe. but then there was a girl who came in. i think the bathtub must have become a bed now. she was on the bed. she might have been homeless/crazy/a prostitute/ crack head. i think she was all fucked up. i couldn't leave her in my mom's room. i had to get her out. i don't remember what i did. i think her hair was short and bright.

back in NY, skipped the last dreams while things were hectic

brendan fowler was in the dream. and chris johanson. i was going to show chris the postcard that was made for the po box show. i remember looking at the postcard on the ground in the dirt. i wanted to meet with him, but he was about to fly away somewhere. i can't remember. (tauba is flying to SF, maybe this is related). brendan mentioned the he mentioned me in a barr song about xiu xiu - he apologized. i didn't know what it was about - i tried to guess. there were two thoughts - one was about a girl, and the other i can't remember, maybe about me being hyper active, but portrayed negatively but honestly. i am getting little visions of the rest of the dream, but nothing i can articulate in words. a concert? i snuck into a concert? abe vigoda was playing maybe? jennifer from mika miko was there. i just saw the back of her head however, her hair was orange. there was a club setting. someone DJing. there was a bomb! but the bomb didn't go off. it was thrown into a doorway. we all ran away. it went of like an hour later. it blew off someone's legs. some child saw this happen i think. i can't remember the details. back in the concern i snuck into, all the security guards ran after all the people who had snuck in at one point, but i was smart and hid somehow. i can't remember how, either in a small room, or i was sneaky. there was a girl watching the room that the bomb was in... something about a restaurant in LA. now i think dreams are merging, but I don't know. now i think i have just merged three dreams, or maybe three dreams from last night. jim smith might have been there, but i can't remember. it was not the smell, and it wasn't a representation of the smell either. was i running?

i don't remember that much. penelope u was there. there was a new showpaper, it was really really big, and i got mad b/c the cover was like an advertisement, not art. i don't remember why. maybe w/ text and some other stuff. i complained to someone. i don't remember who. i think there were citations too on the cover, explaining what the piece was. i don't know.

I was wearing my black shoes and stepped on coals. some were still hot and they burned through my shoes to my toes. I screamed for help but the person who i was with did not help me, he just looked at me, he did not know it was serious. i think it was my father. i kept screaming, and i started throwing things in a rage to show it was serious. i tried to throw furniture threw a window. i think i did this twice, but none of the windows broke. i tried to find a bathroom to put my foot in the toilet or in the sink. all the doors i opened were bedrooms. we were in a house, but i think the inside was outside. there were a bunch of doors, maybe at least 6 or 7 or 8, i can't remember. i finally found the bathroom, my foot wasn't hurting so much, i put my foot in the sink and turned the water on. my shoe came off and i wasn't wearing any socks. well, i was, but it slipped right off w/ the shoe in the water. i figure it was b/c of the coals or something. i think there were two girls standing next to the faucet looking at me. i thought that they probably thought it was gross. then i said something to ease the awkwardness, i think.

before this i remember, in the outside part of where we were. i think my dad jumped over fences. there was a cordoned off area. he hopped a fence. i was a little worried because he was old and he would hurt himself getting over it. he didn't. when he jumped it looked like he would hurt his feet or something, but it didn't. i was also worried that there was something in there, like animals or something, b/c why else would there be a fence. so i was hoping he would hurry. i gathered some plants, wrapped them up in small bundles, almost like a bundle of mint, and threw them over to me. he threw over cinnamon. he threw over some flowers. and some other things. and he also either threw over or handed me gold. it was powdered gold. i didn't know where to put it, so i just smeared it across a page in the book i was reading. i remember wondering if i'd still be able to see the words on the page. behind the fence there were lots of rocks, it reminded me of the desert. i remember after he gave me the gold i wanted to find some more. i can't remember if i either climbed over, or if i found some on the outside of the fence.

i also remember looking at something official that had my dad's name... like a business card or something. but the act of looking at it and seeing and making a recognition, was important, b/c it created an acknowledgment or ah, "oh ok yes i see"

this continues fro the last post, i remembered more while in the bath.


ches smith and I were in a mika miko photograph. we were playing in the band. i don't remember how this was discovered. We were looking at a photograph, and showed us in there playing.

i think it was post-apocalyptic or something. everyone was fleeing. we snuck into some house and went up some staircase to a secret room to hide in. i no realize this is the same room as a room in a recent dream. the place was secret. you go through a door and up stairs. the door was small and one can easily look over it. but what else is good is that the stairs go up and then to the left. so, if you are at the bottom looking up, you can't see if anyone is in the room at the top. i remember the room being filled, i think with mattresse. there were a lot of people to hide, but i think it was going to work.

we went out later. i remember a key. i remember being seen out, and then followed on my way back, so i went into a different random house so they wouldn't know where we were. i didn't know how to get into this house, i had to quicckly break in, and lose them, and then get out. i remember a long metal thing, either used to break in, or to walk across.

they, the people following me, were in a car. or two.

i remember when i went out someone was with me. oh, the reason we were caught and chased was b/c the other person stole something from the store. like a candy bar or something. i am thinking of a buffett, but it was a store. now i feel like it was similiar to a hotel. there was a closed store, but you still could grab the stuff. that's when we ran back. i forgot why we had gone out.

jamie offered my $600 more for the photo project.

that's all i remember so far.

update for previous entry

I was listening to music from Mali, and writing an email where I mentioned my address and then:


i remembered Miya was in my dream. She wanted me to get a poster from germany in real life. Something about this was in the dream. Maybe we were discussing where to have it sent, or how to pick it up, or if i should order it or go and buy it.

we were in a house. it was like a cabin house. maybe it was mike mills house. I don't know why i think it was mike mills house. there was art around the house/ cabin. i feel it may have been some kind of exhibition house that you can just go in. but then the people who lived there came home and it was weird. there were apples above us. i remember standing on the bed and grabbing a wooden stick to try and get some apples. we were in the bedroom, but there were apple trees above us. where we outside? i don't know. vaguely remember getting to the house. maybe we drove there. i remember windows.

I know there was more. But all I remember is Mylinh had pink hair. I think. Maybe it was white. It was dark, and then all of a sudden I saw it... That's what I remember, that I was with her, and didn't notice, but then something happened where I noticed. It got light, a light turned on, light flashed on her... And it was like a granny haircut, or an old 50s secretary bun. I can't describe it that well, don't have this kind of vocabulary.

I think I remember thinking that "I need to write this" about my dreams, and I'm wondering if I was dreaming that thought. Or, if I was thinking about it for things I was thinking, and not even dreaming.

I remember a weird crazy house. I think I escaped the room where we were all laying passed out/ maybe dead? in. I left w/ someone, and later I think this person turned into Ceci M. We snuck into a room, and then through a weird door where there was a secret staircase that lead up into another room that was all dusty and fillled with old fashioned clocks. Lots of cookoo clocks. She went up first. I followed making sure to close the door, and as I went up I noticed that someone was trying to get up too, but I don't think they ever got through and noticed us. Now I think this person looked like a fillipino from UCR that I knew. I think he was supposed to be a guard.

Now back to that room where we were all laying down. I remember at one point there were birds flying around a central/ atrium room, which our room was connected too. later i looked out and all the pigeons were exploded and i thought it looked really gross.

oh, also, i was scared some people were zombies in the room.

today

I don't remember the dreams from last night.

Maybe because I did snooze on the alarm a few times.

Not sure.

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This is way over due. S Westfall told me I should start one of these when I mentioned Astral Projection. Mary H told me that she has one. So I decided to start now.



two or three days ago i had a dream about my father. he was hiding/ living in the attic of my mom's house. i can't remember the details. there may have been two occasions. one was that i went to the door of the attic b/c i heard a noise and listened, and didn't hear anything. so then i left. and later it occurred to me that he was in there.

naseem was somewhere.

i think vlatka was in a dream more recently.

i had a dream that i made a conscious note that i thought i was tripping. this is weird b/c how can i come to this decision in my dream. my perception was altered within my dream, and i thought that maybe i had accidentally taken lsd. i remember trees.

this is it for now, these are days old.