Monday, November 9, 2009

Magic Post From The Post-Magic...Vol. 2

Another Transmission from Happening Past...

STATION ONE: Whisper Us a Story/Remember Telephone?

Below, please find reveler stories, told to others, recorded by thirds -- all persons sitting on small orange stools in a large room with a bright blue floor.

Yes, we did mean magic.

Lia got a text message, saying “Lia, you should go home.” (and he didn’t remember anything else.)

When Anna was young

she went to the zoo

she was in a stroller

the stroller was pushed

where the sharks were

he father had to get her

out without being eaten

by the sharks.

So Amelia’s her oil changed – it’s a story from Amelia, but not about her…He says, he is in the grocery store the other day – checking out…and little things. The guy behind the guy behind him starts massaging the guy behind him’s shoulders. He says, ‘It’s OK. I’m a masseuse.’ He is very sensual. The guy behind turns around and says: ‘Well, I’m a lawyer and you don’t see me fucking the guy in front of me.”

Alec’s drag

persona,

the Praying

Mantis,

consumed

the real life

boy of him.



Sigh.

Love,

Super Arrow

Friday, November 6, 2009

Head Up, Shoulders Back. Pay Attention Please.

On Sunday, November 15th, Exploding Swan, the heavyweight boxer of a reading series who can dance elegantly on twinkle toes, is kicking off Year 3 (!) at Stirrup Pants (site of chapbooks; site of awesomeness). Reading will be Kate Greenstreet (and her short films), Nathan Bartel, and SA contributor/polysyllabic superstar/mover-shaker Jay Thompson. Starts at 7:30. 2122 Cherokee SSTTLL.

Sunday, November 1, 2009

Magic Post From The Post-Magic...

So on Friday night this Happening happened and it was utterly happening. A squadron of St. Louisians (in costume, in fabulousness) descended on Stirrup Pants Chapbook Shop (and venue!) to hear the readings, (which made us cry in ecstasy), and the music, (which made us silent in heightened reverie), and to dance, (the floor bowed with our enthusiasm), and to play various games, (more on that later). We all drank Quiver cocktails, worked our way through chewy candy, and played six years old and challenged each other to Pixie Stix consumption. There were luggage tag broadsides and glow bracelets galore. We met new folks, and hugged them. We greeted old friends, and hugged them.

It was a success, and Super Arrow thanks everyone who helped to make it that way.

Four Game Stations were organized around the venue, cutting small talk to the quick and charging our gray matter with some playful challenges.

At Station One – WHISPER US A STORY/REMEMBER TELEPHONE – we asked participants to sit on some stools and whisper to each other. The results of this will be published in an upcoming post.

At Station Two – FREEZE & TAG – one person posed another person, who stayed that way. Then someone else tagged the frozen; the frozen became unfrozen, and posed the newly frozen tagger…and so on, and so on…Amusing photos will be posted in the future.

At Station Three – GROUPTHINK – we all made a thought map on several sheets of poster board, of associations having to do with the word “FIRST.” The results are epic – so epic, in fact, that it has inspired us for the Assignment for Issue No. 2. Just you wait, electronic art-brethren. It will knock your socks off.

And finally, finally, finally, at Station Four, we had GALLOWS POETRY, a loosey-goosey Mad Libs look-a-like where we filled in the blanks to make some odd goodness. Also, we adorned a gallows with a hanged man-mascot for the evening. Peep the collective poetry below:

FLY ABOVE

THAT WHICH

THE BAT BAT

MAN KISS AS

SWANS &

SWINE AND

RAMBO CAN

MAKE HEAT

SAVE FOR

IF VIGOR

CHUCK EGG

MENDED IF

TO PROPER

STABILITY

OUR FOAM

CAGED NONNY

NON-OMEGA


(Written 10/30/09, by the Super Crowd at Super Arrow's Debut Launch Party)

How’s them apples? Check back for photos, which we’ll post as they’re sent our way. And if you, you lucky duck, attended our little soiree, and happened to take some pics, please share them with us!

We Are Not Going To Wear Another Jumpsuit For At Least A Decade,

Super Arrow

P.S. As of this morning, we have broken one hundred hits, since posting Issue No. 1. Boy oh boy! We’re just pleased as punch. Thank you!

Friday, October 30, 2009

In The Heart Of The Target It's Quiet, But Not For Long...


Don't forget about the Launch Party/Mischief Night Happening tonight at Stirrup Pants -- 8 PM @ 2122 Cherokee STL.


Maybe stop by the ol' superarrow.org and take a peep at Issue No. 1. E-mail us (superarrowfliestrue@gmail) and let us know what you think!


Happy Halloweekend!

Damp in Body but Not in Spirit,

Super Arrow

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Just Dreamin'

...We must have fallen asleep. What time is it? We dreamt that we decided to launch an online journal. There were unbelievable word chains and supreme acts of visual art delight flying at us from points all over the globe. We decided to build a website even though we'd never done it before. Adobe Illustrator crashed like eight million times. There was a chimp. We don't know. It was totally like when you think you've gotten up for work and showered and you finally had time to make oatmeal and eat it and now you're in the car on the normal commute and everything seems totally just like every other morning, even like how long the light always takes by the Botanical Garden and then all of a sudden your best friend from second grade is in shotgun, talking about how the next time you play Jackson Road in water polo it would be better to have yellow bathing suits*? And you're totally, like, "Susan! I haven't seen you since I switched schools in seventh grade even though by that point middle school had made us all total jerks but I still think about you so so fondly!" And you're really relieved and happy about finally being able to tell her this, because the truth is you were probably a total twerp in the sixth grade but she, like for sure, definitely wasn't, but then your alarm goes off and really, you've just hit the snooze again and now you have to, like, do the things like shower and drive to work again and your second grade best friend won't even be there? And you probably won't even have time to eat oatmeal? And you're bummed and a little inconsolable? Like that.

Oh, WAIT. It's not like that at all. Check US out!

With All Sorts of Appreciation & Love,

Super Arrow

*We're not even sure you wear a bathing suit when you're playing water polo. If someone could tell us about this sport's toggery, please do so.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

The Slow Reveal...Phase One

We are busy laying out the pixel-borders of the Super Arrow debut...but meanwhile w(h)et your expectant whistles with this list of contributors for No. 1!


Words of Many Textures by...

Jaffa Aharonov
Joe Collins
Jennifer Denrow
Andy Fogle
Roxane Gay
Maggie Ginestra
Joseph Goosey
Jay Thompson
Kit Kennedy
Ben Spivey
Kyle Winkler

Eye-Pop/Jaw-Sock Art from...

Scott Alden
Kelda Martensen
Jason Vivona

....and don't forget to come to the Launch Party!

From Our [Whiz-Fizz-Kaboom] Internet Land to Yours,

Super Arrow

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

FLY(er)