clandestino

if you get to Philadelphia at some point, go to the Penn Museum. yesterday we went to see the exhibition, "Righteous Dopefiend: Homelessness, Addiction and Poverty in Urban America". It is a small presentation of some of the photographs, field notes, and analysis of the co-authored book of the same title.

The project reminds me of the ethnography Vita: Life in a Zone of Social Abandonment, which is about places in urban areas in Brazil where the mentally ill are cast off, invisible to the public eye. Righteous Dopefiend reminded me of similar themes, specifically in clandestine, "off-the-grid" nature of the communities. Both communities contain traces of abandonment, whether prompted through social pressures of economy, family, or the individual.

The anthropologists wanted to consider drug addiction and homelessness while avoiding spectacle as part of a "public anthropology" approach. According to the website on public anthro, the book series' goal is to "[address] important social concerns in an engaging, non-academic manner. Public, in this sense, contrasted with traditional academic styles of presentation and definition of problems."

"Righteous Dopefiend" at the Penn Museum
Righteous Dopefiend book (Bourgois and Schonber)
Vita: Life in a Zone of Social Abandonment book (João Biehl)
public anthropology

i ALMOST put a sign on her door

“One of the very nicest things about life is the way we must regularly stop whatever it is we are doing and devote our attention to eating.”
-Luciano Pavarotti

that quote never gets old. even the overcast days are pleasant because the air is warmer in the spring and my ankles were jonesin' to feel the breeze. aiyana's making me schlep a turnip to philadelphia but it'll be worth it. plans include getting the garden ready, eating tasty things as usual, supporting aiyana with her participation in a viking parade at the printmaking conference.
the good life as usual.

my brother's wife is going to have a beautiful bilingual baby in the fall.

reality

i had the happiest weekend in a while, sleep deprived, working at murray's during the day. but i didn't care one bit. i discovered a contender for best bagel and it's located at pulp and bean in crown heights which is weird because they definitely come from somewhere else and that place has the grossest coffee.

i relived junior year at tim "smakin' tush"'s (thanks jess) XXX birthday in greenpoint after buying my dream instrument, a gibson UB1 banjolele. this nice english man drove me and my friend matt in a bmw to sutton street with "Victor" (the instrument.) tucked between my legs as we sped through greenpoint. i think we played spin the bottle and i was somewhat responsible for ipod drama. i think i danced to nine inch nails and i think i sang a little with galen in tim's room.

later in the weekend we went to "fundays with madam barry" at siobhan's house in crown heights. there was a show and tell and a "baths vs. showers" debate with taco + etc potluck. sourdough bread, avacados, dried cherries.

siobhan won the debate. Queen Bath.

now her friend ben is only allowed to take baths for the next month. he's gonna get real fancy.

ghosts

why update when that goodwin girl did it for me

lately: dreaming of leaving NY or affording NY

the 2010 cheese season

one of the patch designs. by dan mcninch