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You know what sucks about getting sick? Having to miss Talladega Nights at the Cerrito last night, that's what. I did sleep for 15 hours and feel much better today, though I'm still staying home from work and taking it easy and eating nothing but a few cautious crackers.
from SFAI:
"Writer and filmmaker, Chris Kraus, is a contributor to C
International, Art in America, Index, and other magazines. Her column
about the Los Angeles art world for Artext magazine was anthologized in
2004 in Video Green: Los Angeles Art and the Triumph of Nothingness.
She co-edits the Semiotext(e) imprint with Sylvere Lotringer and Hedi
El-Kholti. Between 1995 and 2002, Kraus taught in the graduate program
at Art Center College of Design in Pasadena. For this event, she’ll
read from Torpor, her latest novel that novelist Michael Tolkin calls
'a brilliant study of the moral character of philosophers, the art
world, academia, ambition, real estate, sex, orphans and the fall of
Romania,' and I Love Dick, her recently re-issued 1997 debut that
rigorously tangles the lines between fact and fiction, gossip and
theory."
It's a good week for authors reading at art schools this week. Chris Kraus at SFAI last night, Chris Abani at CCA tonight. Except now I'm missing Abani for what I genuinely hope is a hot date. Or at least a not totally uncomfortable date.
A song for Donald Rumsfeld:
Listen to the poetry of our SECDEF put to music by composer Bryant Kong and soprano Elender Wall. More poems and songs here.
