Amateur Taxidermy

I seen some serious shit (brains) doing this--but not bad, eh?

Deer Skull

Psychedelia

The ceiling of a 4-way projection in a psychadelic takeover of a racquetball court.

Psychedelia from James Munson on Vimeo.

Deer Huntin'

Anna and I were kickin' ass and droppin' g's all weekend long. We shot this fellow at 11am opening morning, and spent the rest of the weekend butchering him.

10 pt. rack, 70 lbs of venison.

Knobs-web
Photo by Anna Poaster

Guts-BW

Anna-2upweb

Trash

Starring cfo

Dumpster_11

Pretty Colors

Here's a video I made for my site-specific media class. Last Friday night, I projected this guy on the wall of the Concert Hall, and it looked pretty badass. John Schott better not screw me on this one. It took around 16 solid hours of animation work. I wanted to do the whole song (3:46), but the deadline got pushed up a day, so hyah it is.

Music: California Special (Eumig & Chinon Remix) -- DATA/DEBT, courtesy of one Daniel Curme.

A(uto/cous)matic - California Special from James Munson on Vimeo.

Nofo be wet

The Cannon River flooded earlier this week, which made for a charming family photo in front of Lake West.

FamilyPhoto

Smudge

Smudge

Say hello to the family cat. I'm back at Carleton, RA training is in full swingy-swang. Eugster 300 is shaping up to be CUT host 2010.

Walking Stick

WalkingStick

A stick could love a flower, but where would they live?

Painting the Bridge

PaintBridge

Painting the bridge: a West Coast expression meaning a task that ever ends. I'm going surfing today in Santa Cruz. I'll be wearing the number 10 in case any banana slugs are about.

NO ONE LEAVES THE VAN



[CUT + 30 Rack(s) + Canadian Mist + Las Vegas] = NO SPIN ZONE

Audio courtesy of Ian Hollyer and his trendy iPhone. Cut logo designed by Christian Foster.

cooter cuts + AP = Liquid Sex

alex-golfsex

Crystal Springs (PUBLICW00t!!!!) Golf Course, Burlingame, CA: E-Z-GO, Big Stick, King of Beers, Tom F. Oolery.

ALEX & alex

Aalex

Welcome to the TransAmerica Pyramid, only a few short blocks away from the Purple Onion and the SF scientology building. I'm sure the free masons are also close by.

Anywhoo, congratulations to you two. You're starz now.

Little P

Anna Feet

She don't lie

If you wanna get down, down on the ground

Lamp

Hitchhiker's thumb

May be cold as the rockies, but it still tastes like foot.

Coors

Plants

Plants, man. They breathe fresh air into our lungs as readily as we can fill them with other things. Snaps. snaps. dig.

Plants1

-Knobby little leafy tree off the back porch. Buzzzzz

Plants2

-Succulents

California Livin

Poaster

Is some serious livin.

National Product

It's been a while. Meh. Here's something I made for a class last night.

It's caRazy.



The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner

by Randall Jarrell

From my mother's sleep I fell into the State,
And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze.
Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life,
I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters.
When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose.

Note to Self

Deadhand

Hands!

My Hair is Gone

Today, I'm fingalickin', croppin', and droppin' g's.
fingalickin
Thoughts:

-I made cookies at Dacie Moses--a year ago. Really, that should happen again.
-The crop of the bridge photo was guided by Josiah Burns. He's a neat guy.
-Describing someone as neat almost comes off as an insult sometimes.
-Just to be safe, Josiah Burns is win city.

ArchCrop-Print

Enjambment

Chorus of clapping
feet upon a steel arch, cold
railing to the right.

Arch

The Interwebz

Here's an email I came across the other night. Some names have been changed to conceal identities and save face(s). Enjoy--I know I did.

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To: Terrance & Holga Kaslowsky
Subject: Re: this was never addressed in the health care discussions
Date: 05 Feb 2010 02:52:43 -0600

Hey Mom & Dad (& Edgar)
I'll call tomorrow and make sure you've gotten this email and have read it thoroughly.

I cannot argue that our materialistic society has created a multitude of
people who can imagine nothing but a disposable world where someone will
take up the slack for their callous misuse of themselves and everything
around them. Most of these people have adopted this world view from the way
they live every day. And do you know the way in which they live? They live
like capitalists. They live like everyone indoctrinated by the Western
world. They live like you and I live.
Why should they take care of themselves if someone else will care for them?

Why should any of us care about the third world citizens half way round the
world who make the glut disposable crap we buy everyday?

We don't have to look them in the eye and try to justify ourselves, because
we cant.

Why should any of us care about petroleum companies arming militias to kill
indigenous peoples who are upset about their destroyed lands?

We don't have to look them in the eye or see the destruction caused by my
greed, your greed and the greed of so many others.

So you see, our culture does need to change, but on a level so far beyond
anything we can conceive that most people don't know what to do when
confronted with the truth.
Also, aren't you the same people working yourselves into a frenzy about how
"the government wants to take control and tell everyone what to do". You
are passing judgment and saying this other persons way of life is something
you don't want to re responsible for. But we are all responsible for this,
myself included as much as the next person. We don't smoke or live on beer
and pretzels, but we are just as responsible, and I for one am not about to
be the hypocrite to say someone else is wrong.

I was upset about this issue before, now I am angry. Don't hide behind
silence again. I want answers now. Justify yourselves, tell me I am wrong,
fight with whatever you have. At the very least tell me God loves this
country so I may have a rueful laugh.
Whenever you don't reply I know I've hit the truth and you have nothing to
refute me with. If you have anything, put it forward. But if you don't,
then consider for a second that I may at least be headed in the right
direction. I'm not perfect nor are my arguments, but they are damn sure
better than anything I've found so far.


-love margaret

MatthewKnife-text

Oenophilia

ready red wine, face
the bottom of a bottle
smile yourself to sleep

Bottle
Wino2

Shotgun

I'm back from Vegas, mulleted, exhausted, caffeinated, still exhausted, not-nearly-algebraic-enough and sitting in upper sayles. It's coming down outside, and the roads are terrible. I'd pick you up at the airport if it weren't for the jackknifed semi on 35W.

The CUT (still) rules and 2% is the new whole.

Lighter

Guess who

Belly

My guess: a young Paul Bunyan.

Why is Matthew always sleeping?

Blanket

Beats me, but I love it and I love you, Matthew. Mi futón es tuyo. This goes for everyone, by the way. Time spent aboard that baby is directly proportional to healthy levels of apathy,"chill timez", life expectancy, sobriety, joy, fertility and spiritual enlightenment--no promises, though.

Time to get back on the horse.