Friday, November 22, 2019

The Mystification Surrounding the Unflattering Self-Portrait

  • I bought Chris Ware's Rusty Brown and one-fourth in I'm holyfuck
  • don't worry, I'm not gonna start drawing cartoons (or jinx me) of me
  • Ware an addict too for telephone poles street signs stop lights, an old fuck like me
  • I did buy a giant moleskin to paste in white papered thingees from big Boorum and Peace tablet (and too big from beige tablet for orange tablet)
  • A sad face drawn five pages into Ware's *Rusty Brown* broke my heart I remember I don't watch what people watch on screens - I'm supposed to be able to produce those images in my head not lazily watch someone else's I was taught believe(d)....
  • But I promise you and more importantly me, no graphic cartoons, graphic novels, can't promise no graphic poetry, no cartoon mes


Rae Armantrout

About can mean near
or nearly.
A book can be about something
or I can be about
to do a thing
and then refrain.
To refrain is to stop yourself.
A refrain
is a repeated phrase.
This table is an antique
from the early Machine Age.
The indented
circle within a circle
which appears
at three-inch intervals
around the base
may be a nod
to craftsmanship
or may be a summary
dismissal of same.
It is charming
in its mute simplicity.
People will ask, "Why should we care about this unattractive character?"
despite the fact that turning yourself into an admirable character
has been considered gauche for as long as I can recall.
The word "transparent" is often affixed to such efforts
while the mystification surrounding the unflattering self-portrait
at least provides some cover.
Now someone will say, "You don't need cover
unless you're standing naked at a window
shouting, 'Look up here!'"