To Jackie (Jonathan)

Ok, we need to talk!!!

Dear Professor Alexander,

I am one of the Assistant Directors for the 2008 Watson Conference in Louisville this Fall. I wanted to check in with you about the message (below) that you sent this past spring about possibly producing an installation for this year's conference. I apologize that it's been so long since we've been in touch about this.

At the moment, we're in the process of laying out the conference program, and we'd love to include your installation if you're still planning on putting it together.

If you'd like to ask any questions, I'd love to hear from you. If you'd like some extra time to consult with Professor Rhodes, just let us know. Basically, all we will need from you (relatively) soon is a title and short abstract describing the installation.

You will have access to a wide variety of AV equipment including a window laptop, LCD project, speakers, a large area to work within, etc. If you have something specific in mind, please don't hesitate to ask.

We look forward to hearing from you at your earliest convenience.

Sincerely,
Ryan ****

Posthuman

This morning I woke up feeling a
little bit different. My balls intact,
the stream of urine a little too
gold (but that can be cured) and the
toast as burnt as ever—but some-
thing wrong in the folding of the
mind around the porcelain and
coffee cup: this isn’t the way I
see the world. This is better.

bodies legally bound

something excessive...

Our contention is that queerness pushes hard at the limits of composition. It asks that we consider not only what is not composed, but what refuses to be composed. Put another way, if queerness is the excess of sexual identities, the part that exceeds easy and knowable encapsulation in identity, then it is also the excess of composition, of the composure of stories, narratives, arguments, and texts that are “composed.”

Only an expert...

Jonathan and I (and Mack and the LAW) saw Laurie Anderson last night at Royce Hall (UCLA). Wow.

E.M. Forster

"People never touched one another. The custom had become obsolete, owing to the Machine."