{"id":134,"date":"2008-09-19T22:30:48","date_gmt":"2008-09-20T05:30:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.theamericancrawl.com\/?p=134"},"modified":"2008-09-19T22:32:40","modified_gmt":"2008-09-20T05:32:40","slug":"castles-with-farley","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.theamericancrawl.com\/?p=134","title":{"rendered":"Castles with Farley"},"content":{"rendered":"

\u201cWe find after years of struggle that we do not take a trip; a trip takes us. …The certain way to be wrong is to think you control it.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

I\u2019m sleeping at the beach. (It\u2019s one of the few times I\u2019m convinced to go. And though it\u2019s a scientific fact that I cannot get sunburned, Rhea\u2019s forced me to apply a thick coat of SPF 8 million. In any case, I\u2019m here, dragging too many books, comics, and notepads to make any kind of leisurely affair out of the effort. After exhausting myself in setting up a makeshift office upon strewn towels and lawn chairs, I promptly nod off. I vaguely remember Kyoko whining about some sort of relationship problem to Rhea and hearing Farley say something about building a sand castle though changing his mind and making a generic homicide investigation style outline of a human body.)<\/p>\n

Not sure how much time has passed, I awake to Kyoko: \u201cThat looks great,<\/em> Farley!\u201d
\nI hear a mischievous giggle from way off.<\/p>\n

I brush some sand out of my hair and sit up: about 10 feet away from me she is laying there peacefully. Farley\u2019s adding another clump of substance to her hips for good measure. I stand up and realize this woman is easily 12 feet tall. She\u2019s got a stoic yet serene expression and she\u2019s resting at Dockweiler Beach more comfortably than anyone else.<\/p>\n

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I walk over to where she wasn\u2019t just minutes ago and admire the giddy enthusiasm Farley has for his new maiden. With a quick dash, he\u2019s grabbed some seaweed and applying a healthy dose of au-natural pubic hair to the woman\u2019s crotch and armpits. A flock of on-duty police officers stamp by and smile happily at the creation.<\/p>\n

The fervor with which Farley dives into any activity is an infectious one. And while there were numerous escapades throughout July and August while we worked on the Black Cloud, I think a day at the beach and the temporal nature of art feels like a nice homage.<\/p>\n

Tell people this is awesome:<\/h3>