Katie Schwartz

First, see this fabulous image?! Courtesy of my good friend Bubbsie . You do know why he sent it to me, right? You can see it? Second, which one-a-youse has broken up with me?! I have Technorati and my links have dropped scandalously low in the past 30-days. A girl takes a blogatus to finish her book and suddenly you chop her from your life? Ah. I'm appalled. I thought we had something special. I thought we were lovin'on each other (love that word "lovin'on. It's so white trash). What happened? I want names!

We all know what a fortuity / serendipity whore I am, right? Well, I am, big time. While dishing with Zuniga about how excited we were about Guthy's NOLA fundraiser at a cocktail party during the Pilcrow Lit Fest in Chicago on Saturday, May 23rd, Z mentioned artist/writer James J. Williams. I zipped over to, and through James' website and fell in love with this child's work. He's so fucking talented. We e-stalked a bit and he told me all about his idea to save his Paris Collection by getting it into the hands of several art collectors via a timeshare. The child spent a month creating all of this beautiful work. The details are below. Please contribute some money to save the kid's work and hang a gorgeous JJW III original in your home or wherever you wish. The Paris Installation From James: "Earlier this week, all of this work—a month of my life—was in danger of being destroyed. I reached out to a small handful of friends, and resigned myself to the fact ...