Textbook illustration by Miguel Covarrubias, one of the many jewels at #ElEstanquillo exhibition showing a good collection of his drawings
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"EVRYTHNG IS ATM,”  by Alva CalyMayor is a box set of twelve drawings in linen being shown at #Untitled Miami with #GallerySensei, booth C28 from 12/02 to 12/08
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"EVRYTHNG IS ATM,” 2013 (twelve drawings pointing at objects employed and habits observed/ignored in mexican and american cultures) 

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Lou Reed reading “Pumping Blood,” at an evening for Vaclav Havel

If I pump out blood in the sunshine 

Oil on the wheel 
That is blasted and busted away

A nail or a little piece of glass 
A little piece of glass 
A little piece of glass 
Swarming like bees over the air 
Off the pump off the thing 
The blood that I’m pumping away

Like bees over the air 
Off the pump 
Off the thing 
The blood that I’m pumping away

Off the pump 
Off the thing 
The blood that I’m pumping away

If I pump blood in the sunshine 
And you wear a leather box with azaleas 
And I pump more blood 
And it seeps through my skin 
Will you adore the river 
The stream, the trickle 
The tributary of my heart

As I pump more blood 
And it seeps through my skin

Will you adore the river 
The stream, the trickle 
The tributary of my heart

If I’m pumping blood 
Like a common state worker 
If I waggle my ass like a dark prostitute 
Would you think less of me

And my coagulating heart

Waggle my ass like a dark prostitute 
Coagulating heart 
Pumping blood

Would you top me off 
Would you top me off as I deepen a curtsy 
While you yell out, “mercy” 
We grow apart 
Would you rip and cut me

Use a knife on me

Be shocked at the boldness 
The coldness of this little heart 
Tied up in leather 
Would you take the measure 
Of the blood that I pump 
In the manic confusion of love

Supreme violation 
Supreme violation 
"Oh, ah, ah, ah Jack I beseech you"

"Oh Jack I beseech you" 
Supreme violation

Blood in the foyer 
The bathroom 
The tea room 
The kitchen, with her knives splayed

I will swallow your sharpest cutter 
Like a colored man’s dick

Blood spurting from me 
"Oh Jack, Jack I beseech" 
"Jack, I beseech you, I beseech" 
In the end it was an ordinary heart

"Oh Jack I beseech you" 
As I scream out my pain 
In the end it was an ordinary heart

In the end, in the end, in the end 
It was an ordinary heart

"Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack I beseech you" 
Supreme violation … Oh

"Jack, Jack, Jack I beseech you" 
I call out your name

Blood in the foyer, the bathroom, 
The tea room, the kitchen 
And knives splayed 
I swallow your sharpest cutter 
Like a colored man’s dick 
Blood spurting from me 
Blood spurting from me

"Oh Jack"

"Oh Jack, I beseech ya" 
In the end it was an ordinary heart

In the end it was an ordinary heart 
Pumping blood


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