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Postcards from the Velveteen Abbey

An Autohagiography

Created on 2001-04-22 21:45:22 (#109598), last updated 2006-08-31

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Name:Monk
Birthdate:05-12
Location:Greensboro, North Carolina, United States
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"one day, i'll be famous for my pain. i'll have lots of money, and millions of preteen girls all over the country will be bopping their heads around their parents living rooms to clever pop gems about one gay mans struggle to find love in a cesspool of egocentricsm, goliath sized insecurities and meaningless souless lifeless heartless sex. my shows will be executed over reflecting pools in disney world with lots of pyrotechnics and choreography, they wll be broadcasted over M2, and the steps of my residence will be littered with baubles of affection from all over the world.

see, i'm so glad that im going through all this now. it'll be worth it in the long run. "

-11/23/02


"i walked over to the watercolor pencils- and that's when i saw it. a slender wooden box, about sixteen inches by twenty- the name 'faber castle' branded into its top. i set it on my lap and flipped it open, tackle box style. inside were one hundred colors. my breath left me, my eyes blurred, i felt faint, like i was about to kiss someone, or be face to face with unmasked divinity. it was like there had been some secret in the box let out into the air. ideas and possibilities started flooding into my brain- a bell tolled, one that called for the 'doodles' i had been fooling around with on computer paper to be set aside and make way for vast expanses of white cold press cotton where exotic wild rich black lines will scream themselves out and be filled to the brim with limitless combinations and concoctions of color! the box has a heavy price tag- these are the finest quality instruments of color- but i plan to have it by christmas of this year. until then- i prepare. the celtic new year, samhuinn, approaches- in a few weeks it will be time to burn the bondages of linear time, and i will wait there in the darkness, i will make as many parts of my life a meditation on stillness as i can. but unlike last year, where i struggled to scratch my way back up to the surface- i will explode into the snow of mid-winter with a new art!"

-10/11/03

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