BY ZRCL @misseckhaus


Our first and last walk uphill was for possession of two yellowing plums, she said. No, two brown flowers, he said. Okay. Two Brown Flowers. We climbed slowly toward the house of destiny. No,no, the temple of chance. The other direction two stones rolled downhill, she said. Billiard balls. They were billiard balls, he said. Oh yes, I recall. It was exactly then, that I made fun of your sunburn, she said and dropped the plums, he said. When you made so much out of nothing. -M. Yakich
"'One day you and I and this will all turn to dust.'he said, she said, they said."
-P. Thek

A CALL TO ARMS: TEXTILE ARTS CENTER

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HERE IS A BIT OF SOME PROMOTIONAL ENERGY: I TEACH FOR ONE OF THE MOST WONDERFUL ORGANIZATIONS I HAVE ENCOUNTERED IN NYC: THE TEXTILE ARTS CENTER. WE OFFER MANY DIFFERENT CLASSES FROM MULTIPLE DYEING TECHNIQUES, SCREEN-PRINTING, WEAVING AND NOW MACHINE KNITTING (THERE MANY MANY MORE). WE HAVE 2 CAMPUSES ONE IN GOWANUS AND A NEW ONE IN MANHATTAN. I CAN SAY NOTHING MORE THAN THIS PLACE IS A DREAM, AND IF I DIDN'T ALREADY TEACH THERE, I WOULD BE TAKING CLASSES EVERY SECOND OF THE DAY. THIS IS MY ENCOURAGEMENT FOR ALL THOSE INTERESTED TO SIGN UP. THEY ARE GOING TO CHANGE THE WORLD.