NICK STOLLE DOT ORGASMS

HARD SLOG, BROKE ASS

There’s an Archie Rand painting in the Brooklyn College library which declares in passably pretty cursive red oil-paint (on a ground which I recalled as a slightly less saturated red, but was in fact a deep blue), “Dinah Washington.” (1970)

As I approached it from the side, just two days after having listened to Archie Rand himself speak on and on and on and on (with the promise that he would be doing so every Tuesday night of that semester, on and on and on) about how his goodbuddiez Malcolm Morley and Philip Guston and Jerry Saltz had said, in drunken conversation, this and that and this and that about the correct/incorrect manner of making and appreciating art, I was fairly certain it actually read, “Dead Thoughts.” (2011)

It’s good to have word-painters.

THE DEATH OF POSSIBILITY IN THE MIND OF SOMEONE IMPOSSIBLE

Suppose it’s been a minute since I rapped at ya. I begin my MFA studies at Brooklyn College in the fall, and I’m very excited. So excited, in fact.