street terms: vol. 1

thought i'd put a lil more spark on this recent action...

Street Terms, Vol. 1

Artists: Elaina Morgan + Jeremy Kennedy

Photography: Rebecca Ramirez

In photographic form, Street Terms, Vol. 1 is the first in a series of art books cataloging the collaborative language-twisting works by artists Elaina Morgan (Brooklyn, NY) + Jeremy Kennedy (Los Angeles, CA).

Each installment is catalyzed by a coincidental encounter with a tangible, incomplete set of characters. Utilizing only what's included in their alphanumeric find, the artists create a collection of succinct absurdist meditations on contemporary culture and city life.

Vol. 1 features arrangements of mirror-polished brass letters discovered in the wilds of Echo Park, Los Angeles and shot on verdant turf by photographer Rebecca Ramirez.

~ 26 page full-color book (saddle-bound)

~ materials - matte cover stock, matte photo stock

~ measure - 6" x 8"

~ edition - 44

the launch party was in full effect w/ a taser soundtrack by llull and our "street terms: live!" interactive installation (both pictured below).

huge thanks to everyone who joined in, and insert blanc press for graciously hosting at outside gallery. we find ourshelves w/ a few fewer of this... launched, loaded, and still stocked! 

looking fwd to vol. 2 coming  soon!

check out www.rebelhandspress.com for a full scoop.

open press L.A. - two thousand and fifteens.

a totally taser roving book fair + reading / performance series that recently went down here in los angeles.

i was only able to catch 2 of the multiple events at a number of rad venues. during some words about birds at insert blanc, i grabbed this (above) not quite murder, yet conveniently timed gang of crows tearing up the air.

constantly forgetting my tripping out on the atm's, i didn't immediately score as much take away as i wished. regardless, amongst other items, managed to pick up this collection from eohippus labs, and mr. unnamed press tossed me a frisbee.

managed to snag this exhausted copy from emji spero after what seemed like an hour long toothbrushing performance reading at poetic research bureau... my bag still carries the odor of sensodyne.

(handed it over to lunch skirt to rest aside some ketchup'd pages from a performance by lindsey boldt)

also, a reading of this piece from CARLA led to a brief but terrif discussion on cying, and my own personal "cry list" exploration.