Show Fliers

Some Food I Made

Lately, I’ve been excessively proud of the food I’ve made, so much so, that the pride has turned to arrogance and/or hubris, and my friends are embarrassed by my behaviour and have stopped returning my calls.

But anyhow, here’s a colorful dish with green, yellow, orange, tan and brown and light tan.  Isn’t it colorful, dontchathink!?  Huh?!  Huh?!

I think the colors are nifty.  Hooray for colored food!

Frameless Frame Cluster Friday

F#ck my frameless frame cluster, bizatch.

My Coleus

Here is my plant, my Coleus plant, growing up from the ashes like a Fenix, l’oiseau de feu, a pontiac firebird, like in Stravinsky’s Firebird Ballet in which Vaslav Nijinsky did not dance at all in any way even if I previously thought he might have.  As I already stated, the plant is a cutting from the dying roots and shoots you see before you, contained in the pot.  I put about 5 different cuttings in the soil, and this is the only one that took root.  Hooray.

Paulette's Sh#t Show Friday, March 2, 2012

Dear Maniacal Paulette Fan,

 

In an effort to bite off more than I can chew, I agreed to do, confirmed a date, committed to doing a show of sorts wherein I will make images with paint and other media and put them on the walls of my friends’ storefront artspace, Smokey's Tangle, in the heart of THE lovely Temescal neighborhood in BEautiful, sunny Oakland, the land of the Oaks.

 

These images will be so profoundly moving that they will move you a lot, and you will feel your body, thoughts and emotions so intensely that you will think and feel like you are watching television or having the best sex of your ever-so-short little life.  The experience will be so educational and edifying that you will feel like a door has opened for you and life appears before you clearly, without a layer of sh#t on it.

 

If you come to the show, you might have to sign a paper (before seeing the images) releasing me from all responsibility for your actions after seeing the images, but I can't really see why except that your whole worldview will radically change and you might feel like you are not really in your own body any more, like you don't recognize the body you inhabit, so you'll think you are a spirit that can run in front of moving cars and not be injured.

 

So anyhow, I'll be there, and I might play music too if I feel like it, but don't plan on it because I'm not sure how much of myself I can take at once.

 

In other self-congratulatory, self-promotional news, I made or rerecorded some music.

 

Here's a studio recording of transgendered which might have some life in it.  This was recorded with Stephan Junca on drums at James Boblak's studio in berkeley and a few other places.

 

Transgendered

 

I rerecorded

 

Swimming

 

I like the recording, but I'm thinking the song might want to do more with itself.

 

and that's mostly it, there are more new things at http://paulettenichols.bandcamp.com/

 

Smokey's Tangle address:

 

4709 Telegraph Avenue  Oakland, Calif.

 

The show is part of First Fridays in Oakland, and the venue opens at 7:00 p.m. and closes at 10 p.m. typically.

 

 

Sincerely for some parts of this missive,

 

Paulette