Category Archives: East Village Archives

A Ridiculous Conversation: Agosto Machado & Tony Zanetta (with Penny Arcade)

Claudi in Tompkins Square

… After the gym, I walked into Tompkins Square to sit on a bench and write and read. It is the end of September so the chirring of insects has died away, but there are dogs and children on … Continue reading →

Marsha P. Johnson with CA Conrad and Ken Angel Davis

5 Oct ’24

… Ken Angel Davis is inspired by poets as many artists are; it’s a two way street because poets are also inspired by artists. Continuing in that big time tradition, here is a hand colored print, a collaboration that Ken … Continue reading →

Anne Waldman and Ken Angel Davis at MacDougal Street

25 Aug ’24

Ken Angel Davis likes to make art out of a poet’s poem. He did this with Anne Waldman, a short poem that you will hear with delight below. Ken did it and it happened. Enjoy. … Continue reading →

Magpie Photos by David Cale

27 Oct ’23

… David Cale moved to NYC the same year I did, 1979. I became aware of him a few years ago when I saw his one man show at the Public, We’re Only Alive for a Short Amount of Time, … Continue reading →

Home Again

30 Sep ’23

… September 30 When I get off the L Train at First Avenue, I usually take the Avenue A exit which is closer to home, but I had to stop at the post office and CVS so I got off … Continue reading →

Pathetic Literature at Karma Books, a reading with Eileen Myles, 11/30/22

1 Dec ’22

I attended the reading for the anthology, Pathetic Literature, that had been organized by its editor, Eileen Myles at Karma Books on East Third Street near Avenue A. The place was packed. Besides Eileen, Jerome Sala, Sparrow, and Morgan Bassichis … Continue reading →

Schneeman, Savage and Angel

25 Nov ’22

… Ken Angel Davis gave me a postcard he made out of a poem by Tom Savage on one side and a drawing by George Schneeman on the other. And I am sending it along to you. …

The Skulls of Ken Angel Davis

28 Oct ’22

“When I think of Skulls….I do not think of someone who is dead,but rather I think of someone who was alive.The Skull representing not death but life.Stacks of skulls, stacks of lives.The grinning Skull smiles at us all.Live now while … Continue reading →