Days at Sea (1974)
I.Hore.D.R.Saft.Mr.High.V (2006)
Close Enough To Kiss
Excerpted from "Libre de Droits", published in 2004 by SRO-Kundig in Geneva.
Henry Rollins - January 12, Hour 1 -excerpt 3
A Christmas Card From Don Van Vliet
Sidore (Mark II) / Heather > LOLITA (Performative Sculpture Detail) (December 10-15, 2013)
Zbigniew Preisner - Song For The Unification Of Europe
Don Covay - Your Love Has Got To Me
Maple French Curve Exercise
Stranger in a Strange Land
Untitled (2013)
Field of Light, Cheekwood Gardens, TN (2013)
Nothing Lost In Translation 2
Fritil:flo: Albo, Fritil:flo: Purpureo (1620s-30s)
Charleston Window (I) (1952)
Aleksandra Vrebalov - Postcard From Ruma, Serbia - visiting Sava Sumanovic Gallery
Untitled
American Pastoral (Charles J Cook) (2011)
Untitled, (2012-13)
Copy and Paste (2014)
You’ll Return Tomorrow, Won’t You? (Translated from Estonian by H.L. Hix)
A RAY ARRAY - Excerpt
Himmelstreppe (Stairway to Heaven) 1980-87
Crystal of Sulpher, Resorcinal, Azelaic acid (50x), by Dr. John, Hart (2013)
Tadanori Yokoo, (1965)
De La Soul - Long Island Wildin'
Poetic Cosmos Of The Breath (2007)
Photo by Derry Moore
Bodies of Water - Like A Stranger
Untitled #183 (2015)
Untitled
La Lupa
Circus
Hokusai Patterns & Awazu Colors -6, (1981)
Exhibition Poster, (1968)
An Exercise In Poor Taste Or Nice Girls Don’t Wear Cha Cha Heels
The Sailor Who Fell from Grace with the Sea
The Boat (2010)
The Last Museum (1977)
Prism Atemporal, (2013)
Perpetual Energy Wasting Machine
Cedric Im Brooks - Nobody's Business
Small Cloud Box (1966)
Spiraling (The Blood of a Poet) No.9 (2006)
 
Conical Intersect
Reversible Vase with Surrealist and Ritual Cat, (2012)
Jean Cocteau (1937)
The Face
Untitled (2009)
Stilema LB, (2009)
Suited to Wander (2013)
Grand Larousse from the Great Wall Series, 2010
Untitled
Sunglasses (2)
Self-portrait as a tennis hero, an image that — as my coach would acknowledge — wouldn’t be far from the truth if I would have begun playing earlier in my life. Sadly, I did not, for reasons not quite clear to me; because no-one really pushed me, because the ironic time and place I grew up in were unfriendly to my ambitions, because I was too sensitive and intelligent to lose my mind in the game, because I was always too busy imagining what I could become to actually become something else than a man who has turned his fantasies into who he really, and professionally, is. Whatever happened, my boyish wishes still linger on in my not so private fantasies, and as far as I know they still offer me a sensible, adult way to become whatever I want, in my studio, for example, using the props available, such as the dirty mattress I never sleep on. (2012) Courtesy Tim Van Laere Gallery
My dark places, (2013)