Jenny Holzer, Living Series
Kathy Acker photographed by Robert Mapplethorpe
(from Troika Editions)
Kathy Acker & William Burroughs
IPHONE 6! IPHONE 6!
First selfie on the company laptop.
I don’t know if this is actually a type but I’ve encountered it and feel like it might be a type:
Straight men who chose to work in the gay (male) niche fringes of the entertainment industry because they relish the total lack of professional boundaries re: sex. These men are almost always middle-aged, creepy-uncle types who love talking about how much coke they “used to” do.
Yesterday I finally passed my driver’s test and today I did something I’ve never done before: I drove myself to work, all alone, without anyone else in the car.
Even though I’m from here I never learned to drive as a teenager. It’s always surprised people when I’ve told them but I don’t know, shouldn’t be more surprising how many teenagers in Los Angeles drive? I mean, I walked to traffic school when I was 15 and got my permit, did behind the wheel training and all that, but my parents balked once they had to have anything to do with it. Money and anxiety, mostly. So it never happened, and then I went to college on the Metro North train line and moved to Brooklyn immediately after and it never came up.
Driving became another thing I just didn’t do, a thing that seemed to belong so easily to the rest of the world but not to me, like heterosexuality or a sustained interest in sports or the desire to instagram my eggs benedict. I’m not saying I actually make an effort to position myself against all things basic, it’s just that I tend to find myself on this side of things whether I want to or not.
I’m happy I’ve taken the bus so much here. Four months of public transportation in L.A. is the equivalent of four years of public transportation in New York, in terms of anecdotes and weird little moments. But I’m even happier that today I drove down Wilton listening to Drake and singing along without anyone there to hear me.
I was on the phone with at&t for work the other day
And the customer service rep, a woman with a Southern accent said “Los Angeles? I’ve been to Los Angeles. It’s wonderful, people are free. Here in South Carolina, people are in bondage” and i didn’t know what to say after that.