As a kitten he enjoyed lying on my chest, vibrating with sound as I pet him for hours in a contented stupor. The windows had no shades and light streamed into the small room, bleaching the sheets on the bed with midday glare and letting in jagged rectangles of blue sky at regular intervals. Thoughts swirled with oblivion as the days turned quickly to purple-hued dusk in the 3rd Ward. We sat on the porch and saw neighbors and heard the Texas Southern marching band at night. The cat grew from a tomato to a grapefruit, jumping across the room at string, and eventually grew to resemble a cantaloupe, if the color on the inside was on the outside. We moved back to Austin Street, where Tish had gotten Thor, the vicious tiny grey cat who ruled the dust bunnies of the giant apartment like a minuscule lion on the Serengeti. Her companion Pumpkin began to resemble a water buffalo in this world, and his slothful bliss bothered her to no end. That orange cat, plump with love and victuals, sat in our laps, on our projects, in our books, on the newspaper, on our heads in bed and occasionally between our knees.
In his final days Pumpkin developed a jaundice that turned his skin a sickly yellow. Under the orange fur it was terribly tough to see, and truly our first notion that he was ill came when he emerged from the back of a closet last Sunday night. He was possessed of two gooey clear jowls of spit, his hair matted and dirty. His eyes stared a thousand miles away. We pet him cleaned him up, put water in front of him and tried to feed him- to no avail. The next morning we brought him in to the vet, where he was quickly whisked away to a clinic when his prognosis was beyond immediate diagnosis.
Jim Love, Jack, Menil Collection
Jack, as he came to be known, was very hungry, ravenous even. Tish, softhearted as she is, brought the dog bowl after bowl of food and water and he ate it all. He wanted to play, he was young and affectionate. I sat inside worried that we had just inherited another dog that we didn't have the time to house train and take care of. Undeterred, she made a bed for the dog out of my old bathrobe and stayed in the yard with him. She said he was sweet. I wouldn't see him.
In the morning I went outside to see if the dog stayed the night. Jack had dug himself a hole under the butterfly bush and found a cool spot to rest during the day. He slowly came out from under the ground, his head down and his blue eyes sparkling. My hesitance melted away. He stared at me, silent, and seemed to only want affection.
July 24 (Bloomberg) -- Dealers in the U.S. “cash-for- clunkers” program are disabling trade-in vehicles with a chemical under new rules to prevent those who take the government subsidies from reselling the cars.
Dealers must replace the oil in the “clunker” with two quarts of sodium silicate solution and run the engine, permanently disabling it, according to rules released today by the National Highway Traffic Safety Administration in Washington. Sodium silicate is a substance found in dishwasher detergent and used to seal exhaust leaks in repair shops. The silicate causes the engine’s parts to freeze and ensures it never cruises the highway again.
After Pumpkin passed away I took a picture of him, morbidly. I thought about Napoleon's death mask and how it felt taboo today to take a photograph after someone has died. I'm no more morbid than a Russian, though, as AES+F proved in their show 2 years ago at The Station, with their series of cadavers dressed in couture, Defile. Their photographs hung life-size on the wall, as if they were about to walk down a well lit runway. Other work included in the exhibit focused on the potential of death or the capability of murder. But these contented souls, Who met their ends in peaceful means, seemed the most alive- an embodiement of human frailty that overwhelmed the emotions in exactly the opposite way a portraits of teenage girls arrested for murder or nymphic youth in an epic and ultimately bloodless set piece film.
Danil Adame, what is love, 2006
Westheimer Block Party
I'll miss that cat.