Author Archives: Lambchop

The Good, the Bad, and the Actually Quite Nice

Why is it that *I* am not accorded painkillers like so many candy dots?  I would make just as much use of them as Mary would!  I know, it is because she has that thin veneer of responsibility, like the shell on a four minute egg.  Give me a silver spoon and I will scoop [...]

Wrap Your Head Around My Wrap Up

The end of the year provides not so much of an opportunity for reflection, as a temporary excuse for our boundless narcissism.  We are our own favorite meme!  Just look, Lickety has in fact posted another boob shot to instagram. We have been so busy with Christmas.  If we had any time to glance at [...]

Time in a Bottle

It does not matter if I am having a raging good time or not, summer still flits by on a wing, in a way that winter never does.  Your head would have to be made of hard cheese not to decipher the metaphor here.  The fertile periods are fleeting- youth, beauty, inspiration, all managing the briefest of stays.  Darkness, decay [...]

Cruel Summer

Most people begin to meditate on mortality with the visibly shortening days and the falling leaves. But for me, it is never too soon to be gloomy. Another summer half over and what did it get me? Too damn busy having fun to do any actual work and a very weird set of tanlines on [...]

I Just Can’t Be Happy Today

So maybe my work is not on view at Pace Wildenstein and I can’t lounge in the tropics while the dust settles after a particularly torrid love affair. I try to see the lighter side.  At least my ears haven’t be necrotized by tainted cocaine. I had a lovely fourth.  A little beach time.  There [...]

Drive-by Pride

New York shouted a collective “hurray” for human rights and put on its best Sunday chaps. Of course, I feel personally responsible for making the whole thing come about. After all, we instituted F@g Day on June 14th. Then I gave $20 to a young man in the park collecting funds to bring about the [...]

Happy F@g Day!

Oh yes, I know it is FLAG Day, but where is the fun in that? We are not the least bit patriotic, at least not what passes for patriotism these days- the ability to consume one’s own weight in ground beef, drape a flag over everything, and pull a lever for the most lipless totalitarian [...]

Sooner or Later I’ll Turn These Times to Sound

With much fanfare and teased hair did we kickoff El Camino ArtRV with her inaugural exhibition, Last Chance Salon. It is hard to come back to earth after a show, especially a really good one. One awakes and finds that one has to still floss and locate a clean pair of underwear. Instead of gold [...]

Where Have All the Flowers Gone?

I am sure you are all tired of the Rapture, which did or didn’t happen. I guess it depends on how you feel about the state of your life. Morrissey is all well and good, but I know you are wondering about *me*. I can picture you now, hunched over your 3pm snack, licking salt [...]

I’ll Love You ‘Till the End of World

Signs and portents indeed abound. Why, it rained all week!  Then I saw 2 sixteen foot high inflatable rats on 21st St.  Why would a sixteen foot high inflatable rat even need to exist?  I don’t know, but let’s get two of ‘em! And as I ascended into the fog atop the Williamsburg bridge on my [...]