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Today was a crazy day for all of us, I think.

   Stabilizing the cube has been on my mind for about a week. I've had sea legs everywhere I go, the shower the coffee shop, the gallery (that's about the only places I go in a day, . . . and the kitchen). Literally the ground was wobbling for me all the time. Last night I had a looping half sleep dream where I was trying to figure out how to make the cube sturdy and then, I realised, halfway through the night that earlier in the reality of day, I had already solved that problem with Jon. 

   My worrisome dreams were just a fearful residue, tinged by doubt in my own competence in carpentry and planning (and perhaps in part because I sleep in the attic of a 500 year old orphanage where the scarred and enormous wooden beams that are the skeleton of HMK, that are the angular obstructions I smack my head into when I get out of bed too quickly are a daunting accomplishment and wonder to me and my laser guided electric OSB-ing MDF'd lumber humping efforts) and also probably a scared projection of guilt for putting the lovely patrons of our cube-play in harm's way.

   So, understandably I woke up tired and confused and so, it seemed, did everyone else. But, it was nice to work on a stable and sturdy cube. Bok Choy Laser Amy said to me "you must know this cube so well now". The truth is, its a confusing and revealing exploration of shapes and forms and structures and its all coming together on its own. They asked for a cube and now its taken on a life of its own, a science fiction-y life of its own, a kind of low budge wood porn life of its own

20100415

Shut-Up-Functionality

There was a little un-building needed. So we cut back this beam into faces in order to save us smacking our own faces coming down the stairs. And by chance it has a beady little knot for an eye.

For a few days now the cube has been grumbling, "wow wuh, eeeiiuh, errrhh". We showed him.

P.s. Our blog has this name because we are in Hoorn.

"Insolent boy! This slave of fashion basking in your glory! Ignorant fool!" -phantom at raoul

here people treat their windows like persian cats or persian rugs. that is, they treat them well and plan on having them for a while. decoration is usually symmetrical.

jon's Look is testosteronic and gently invasive.

Every dinner we pray to our friend Robin Fry (see Creep Pride Creep Glory drawing). Robin used to live in Toronto but now lives in Berlin. Robin if you know I am writing this to you but not because you are reading it, that... is... cool!! Matt says: Prayers are a great way to third person dis each other. Right now we also have an idol, his name is Phantom. Nikki is going to play him in our version because she's the most Italian... looking. I'm Christine no reason. Jon keeps yelling "Masquerade! Paper faces on parade!" into his screen while trying to call his Mom on Skype. Jon your mom can't hear you. Blogs can be great in the same way prayers are. Our third deity is the Triangle. 1 2 3

you will curse the day you did not do all that the phantom asked of you

I was a little nervous about making nature sets but I figured it out...

pile of rocks.

A couple trees. why's this text underlining on its own

A rock. turn your head 90 degrees to the right if possible.

videos to explain the layout.

20100414

Birdeeeee

Hoorn Dusk Bird by Prince Nifty

Mister Splendid

Despite Jon's efforts to dub himself Mr. Beautiful, he's now, in actual fact, (also) known as Mister Splendid.

Noteworthy as well is Jon's fab functional work clothes here at Hotel Maria Kapel. Note his dog petting gloves and rugged, oversized all season scarf.
Beige-obsessed Nikki is showing off her new frames she got here (first) in Hoorn. They're way ahead of the utility fashion curve here.

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Publish Post

20100411

Jon just admitted that he went to see the Offspring by himself in 2003

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The Project

This is basically the design/architecture/slickyyyy version of the cube.

Sirens in Hoorn by Prince Nifty
This siren sound like a dusty old forgotten Kraftwerk intro. And then the second siren comes in and woah woooo woahhhaaaa blows my mind! This place sounds crazy. You should hear the echo in the chapel. Its louder than the sound that it echoes. More to come blogggies, . . .

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I threw some old cheese in the garbage but Amy thought it was still good and retrieved it and then she rinsed it off and dried it with the towel that I had around my shoulders when she cut my hair and then there were little hairs all over the cheese and she threw it in the garbage.

20100409

they stole his mind, now he wants it back

Jon just said that the movie School of Rock makes him cry.

We sit on gigantic beanbag chairs and the beans inside perpetually shift and you are set in beany motion and actual comfort is fleeting. we watch a movie, every single night, we do this every single night. I love it i lovea aii ii lave aaat

Why can't we watch something good, you guys, why can't we just watch the young victoria one come on. OK this is what we've watched so far:

-shutter island ew ew ewewew

-cocktail (this movie is so dark ; we had to purge our annoyance with Tom Cruise being alive by watching Eyes Wide Shut in which he crumbles like a weenie)

-altered states (bad and then suddenly good)

-eyes wide shut

-trapped in the closet chapters 12-16

-guns, germs, and steel part 1 (I like it, Amy doesn't, but said she'd like to be the Inca Empire if she had to choose)

-treasure of the sierra madre (let's watch more like this: old, fast talkers, too long)

-predator (bad and then suddenly good)

-mr. bean various eps (good and then even better)

-wayne's world