• whos laughing now

    A selection of Chinese-made American fireworks. My favorite is Baby Boomers, with the sad, frustrated adults.

  • truth in signage

    An accurate depiction of women at the Urban Plains Center in Fargo, ND.

  • 36 tornadoes came to minnesota

    and all the Cities got was this orangesicle sky. Through with day before the night that’s just what the light looked like, and everyone left their window panes to stand in the roiling heat of the street, meet their neighbors and share what they know about science.

  • you are not dead media

    FPCAN’s Danielle Marleau, producer/director at Black Pants, discusses You Are Not Dead on Canada’s teevee (!)

  • YOU ARE NOT DEAD

    … is live! The play based on my work, You Are Not Dead: A Guide to Modern Living runs in Vancouver May 27 – June 5. Tickets are on sale now! Check out the Fakeproject Corporation Canadian Chapter for more information. A printed copy of the guide, filled with Daniel Reetz’s gorgeous images, will be

  • you are not dead: a play for modest giving

    You Are Not Dead: A Guide to Modern Living is becoming a play! In 2008 Daniel Reetz and I released this music, image and text collaboration online for free. It filtered through Vancouver peripheries into the imagination of Danielle Marleau of Black Pants and is being adapted as a stage production for premiere mid-May in

  • new neighbors

    I woke up yesterday to a couple new neighbors all up in my bricks.

  • cookie monster

    The only good part about Valentine’s Day is Bree’s annual cookie-decorating soiree, which I’ve missed for the past three years. I was back in full effect on Sunday, Super Bowl be damned. I am a cookie-decorating rockstar (and stylish plate fiend). BOOYAH! This poor swine has the flu. TRAMP STAMP COOKIE! For the record, I

  • nicollet caged

    They say they can tell you weren’t born in Minneapolis by the way you can’t get Nicollet out your mouth right. Gotta swallow that middle syllable whole (read: there isn’t one) while giving a little headjerk nod of knowing, like acknowledging a peripheral you don’t actually want to talk to or pretending you’re a horse.