In the Marina with a Dog Named Misery is the title of a book of emails sent by Edna Floretta in 2003 …….. the following is a sample of two entries….. which becomes sort of an artist diary ……..
email … thursday Feb 13th 2003
the stars are at war.
and i see no sense in wearing thousand dollar [...]
Book of Dreams …… by edna floretta july 31st, 2007 edna floretta was sitting quietly talking with Karen Finley about art …she turned to her and said, ” i am a video artist, not a performist artist” …… karen finley smiled and winked. then edna floretta found herself in san francisco ….. tis was a [...]
earlier this year, i decided to stop painting and instead write on a canvas with words of what the painting was to be ………. this is a painting of ……….
the following pieces are my conceptual paintings …….
1. this is a painting of Lori Earley painting a painting of a plumber with his ass crack showing, [...]
1. with intense vigor do i awake and begin the day. the dog pisses in white snow, as icecycles fall with melting sun, my feet are barefoot upon naked wood boards, and i have no coat yet i stay warm. my pen moves into shapes the language of man , even though they can read, [...]
i have been experimenting with documenting my dreams in several different ways ….. most recently i have been writing a simple discription of them along with a little sketch in a notebook of mine ……….
the following dreams are included in this piece ……
1. i dreamt that i peeked through an odd hole in a door [...]
i had only ever written three poems before traveling to san francisco …… there i found my passion for poetry, and now have over 55 notebooks of poetry in my closet…….
one of my first discoveries in san fran was coming across an edna st. vincent millay book
i fell in love with her [...]
enclosed is my soul
i sit quiet and reserved
as the girls laughed and smoked pot
no one talked to me
nor me to them
then my lover comes in
his eyes never touch mine
just a forenight ago
he touched his semen to my lips
now he sits across from me
beer in hand, like i dont exist
to feel so alone at the party
like [...]