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Art, Food, Sex and Trauma: Mark Maynard shoots the shit with the most important artists of our day… Episode 1: John Maggie

By Mark | March 31, 2014

Since I started interviewing musicians about their favorite vacations, there’s been quite a bit of pressure on me to somehow incorporate visual artists. Well, after thinking about it for the past several months, I came up what I hope is a fruitful new series. It’s called “Art, Food, Sex and Trauma: Mark Maynard shoots the […]

Posted in Ann Arbor, Art and Culture, Food, OCD, sex, Uncategorized | Also tagged Allison Schulnik, anal sex, Andre Butzer, art, artists, Batman, butt sex, Catholicism, creative process, dandruff, Death, decay, depression, Desert Island Books, disease, Edgar Allan Poe, editing, fear, flip books, glitter, ground beef drifting at the bottom of a pool, guilt, Hamtramck, Heather Benjamin, Hieronymus Bosch, In Print, interviews, Johnny Apricot, Johnny Fairydust, Johnny FairydustJohn Maggie, Jonathan Rajewski, Jonny Deeper, Kanye West, Keanu Reeves, Keith Richards, Klinger Street Studios, marriage, Matthias Grünewald, Melissa Dettloff, MOCAD, nightmares, Pink Maggie, pizza, poop, pooping, pooping wizard, pooping wizards, Printed Matter, Publican Quality Meats, shame, snorting the dead, Vault of Midnight, Vinnie Massimino, violent imagery, wastefulness, Work Gallery | 7 Comments

As much fun as you can have in San Antonio without pissing on the Alamo

By Mark | March 3, 2013

In spite of what I may have told you, I didn’t just fly into San Antonio a few days ago to piss on the Alamo, and then immediately return home. As much as I like the idea of zipping into a city, pissing all over their most sacred public artifact, and then zipping right back […]

Posted in Mark's Life | Also tagged 1863, 1919, abandonment, Abraham Lincoln, Alamo, Alex Rattray, Arlo, barbecue, Blue Star Arts Complex, Blue Star Contemporary Art Museum, cocktails, coonskin caps, FDR, fertility, Gary Sweeney, Gillian Fassel, goat gland, goat testicles, goats, Great Depression, Greg Hischak, infertility, Jennifer Albaum, John R. Brinkley, Lindsay Martin, Linette, Meat Loaf, morphine, musicals, Ozzy, Pee Wee Herman, pissing on things, plays, quackery, Roads Courageous, San Antonio, San Pedro Playhouse, Santa Anna, slavery, sloppy joes, snake oil, speakeasy, testicles, Texas, The Granary ‘Cue & Brew, theater, Tim Rattray, Trapped in the Closet, travel, travel tips, William Barret Travis, Wolfman Jack | 13 Comments

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