The Miizzzard is neither male nor female, and both; and at times, one or the other, or one of those in-between or beyond. Ze will wear whatever mask. The integral of zir relational path thru space-time produces a fourteenth-dimensional hypersexuality.
July 11th, 2007
July 9th, 2007
M I I Z Z Z A R D R I E S
The Miizzzard synchronized three of his selves disparate in space-time so that they could access the resultant Miizzzardries and construct the pinnacle crystal of the hypercastle.
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July 4th, 2007
Mizzzardries
Three mizzzards caught in a space/time fluxxx in the suburrrbs
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June 29th, 2007
Post Script
He would sit in his apartment in the nights of heat and rain and weave, or fold paper, or sew; and as he carefully and drunkenly constructed these illusory selves, he thought of the person who he wanted to be, and he thought of a feminist class he had taken in college, and it was one thought rolling thru his head in time to the music and the wheels and the dawn that would come and pass once more: “Biology is no longer destiny.”
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“When I was a little kid, I would sit in the bath tub and play with all the shampoos and bubble baths that were sitting around the rim of the tub. I would mix them together in a little plastic cup, and think that if I mixed them just right, and drank it, I would be transformed into Bowser, and I could romp around the town, breathing fire and destroying stuff.”
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G L Y X T C H D
Yesssssssssssssssssss I luuuuuuuuuv the Duuuuuuuurty Bmoooooooooooore
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New Blog Posting of an Old Event (May 2007)
Performance at “Hacking Utopia(s)” at Current Space, show curated by Michael Benevento and was open from May 11th to June 5th
Here are close-ups of the photographs on the wall, plus a bonus photo, all five done in collaboration with Anne Dunckel:
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New Blog Posting of an Old Event (Last Weekend of April, 2007)
Neo-Arcadia the Fourth (Fyooozzzboxxxx 2007)
A Being in the Digital Realm
The Digital Being Enters the Toxic Material World
The Digital Being is Dying and Must Be Healed
The Digital Being is Revived and Mystically Reborn
The Holy One Speaks to Citizens of Neo-Arcadia…
…As We Serve the Digital God in the Temple of Transfiguration…
…And Johnny Ciscernos Gives Us the Celestial Music of the Spheres.
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New Blog Posting of an Old Event (March 2007)
Neo-Arcadia the Third, “The Fourth Yuga” (where did the second go? good question.)
We are destruction.
(Ya no, this duznt even mayk any cents to me any mawwwwwwwwwwwwwwr.)
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New Blog Posting of an Old Event (Jan 31 2007)
Neo-Arcadia the First was either a “gooooal” or a rawwwring failure.
The Completion.
When the portal opes its mawwwww wwwwwwide wwwwwunss mawwwwwwwwwwr
You know you wanted to see this.
Lanneau, ekskyooz me, I meant Karl Sapien, and I were either “just married” or transported into the twelfth dimension.
Last but not least, thank you all for your support!
Mike Wachs and Beatrice Thomas forevz!!!
Luv yooz guyzzzzz
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May 7th, 2007
The Origins of the Miizzzard
Full of Vim and Vigor.
“The Miizzzard no longer exists. He died circa 400,000 B.C.E. while trying to discover the transformative secrets of the Space Yetis.
His ghost haunts the digital realm and possesses various weavings and synthetic fabrics in the material world in an attempt to recreate Scriabin’s ‘Mysterium,’ a Gesamkunstwerke that destroys this earth to give birth to another.
“He is a figment, a warm bowl of minty fig meat topped with a spoonful of cold jellied plum.
“I have also heard that, although he has lived out only twenty-three years, the path that he traces thru spacetime is discontinuous: he shook to Marie Curie’s radioactive boogaloo, procured pamphlets from Le Sony’r Ra in Chicago, was a starving outcast with Grettir Armundarson on Drang Isle and pissed blue thanks to Yves Klein. His last known location was drunk out of his mind at the Deep Eddy Cabaret, singing karaoke alongside the shade of Rrose Selavy.
“All we can know for sure is that he’s a weird guy.”
-from William Cardini’s biography of the Miizzzard, “A Neo-Archaic Man”