Self Portrait (on Andy Warhol’s Birthday)
“HALF FLESH. HALF IMAGINATION. ALL ME” — I picked up my sketch crayons after midnight on August 6th after taking an art photo of my gaze/half of my face. Something inspired me to start drawing. I morphed “the two me’s” together. This was the result. I found out later that morning that it was Andy Warhol’s birthday. I LOVE THIS PIECE. Going to say: “Andy made me do it!” (**Coprighted work: Susan Kirschbaum/2020.)
Curves n’ Edges
GETTING CHEEKY! Isolation in the times of Coronavirus. Exploring angles in quarantine. I believe they call this art…. (Self Portait/Susan Kirschbaum/Copyright May 2020.)
Study of A Dancer Who is Me
Maya Angelou knew why the caged bird sings. But do you know why the caged bird dances? — Susan Kirschbaum (**Photographic and #poetry series that I am developing in captivity. Copyrighted material/2020.)
American Pie
Narration of original poem by Susan Kirschbaum/SOUND ON!…. The rest of the text, below.
We were two kids just slinging pies
Fudging ‘em
Scrapping ‘em
Better than tips
What street was that?
I can’t recall
Just two kids with dreams so BIG
A punk speaking lines from some wayward play
Putting out cigarettes in burnt coffee grinds
She danced on the tips of those weird blocked shoes
What kind of art makes you bend that way?
We were two kids just slinging pies
Fudging ‘em
Scrapping ‘em
Better than tips
What day was it?
I can’t recall
Just two kids with fake ID’s
The local bar was called Dirty Frank’s
They would hit the juke box, old Seventies rock
What do you think made Frank so dirty?
Washing it down with whiskey and beer
We were two kids just slinging pies
Fudging ‘em
Scrapping ‘em
Better than tips
What show was it?
I can’t recall
Just two kids who got called back
He read Chekov in black Doc Martens
Bastard son of Bukowski and Joe Strummer
She auditioned for all the ballets
Pretty pink tights, five classes a day
We were two kids just slinging pies
Fudging ‘em
Scrapping ‘em
Better than tips
When did it end?
I can’t recall
Just two kids who wanted it all.
— Poem written by Susan Kirschbaum (Copyright 2020)
Meditation One (Quarantine Files)
**Original POEM by Susan Kirschbaum/Copyrighted Material 2020