Photo: Rasmus Hjortshøj
Thanks so much everyone that came out to the shows at MSG on Thursday.
(Photos by Ruvan Wijesooriya)
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Anonymous said: do you have any advice for girls who have dads who always make them feel like shit?
No, I don’t know. How old are you? Makes a big difference how old, and where you live, and how many escape routes you have. The only fits-all tricks I can think of are:
1. To quietly tell him exactly what you’re telling me. Something may change, or nothing, and even if it’s nothing, in your chest a balloon will lose air. It is such a relief to try. Almost any feeling you can put into a complete, legible sentence is not a crazy feeling, no matter how crazy it makes you.
2. To remember that having a dad is a lot of work. The simplest things have to be explained to him, like why you will wear light blue jeans and dark blue jeans but never medium blue jeans, or why Sunday afternoons make you cry, or what “bae” means, or why you don’t think Moby Dick is important, or how you learned to talk like that, or why you always leave your phone on the edge of the bathroom sink, or what you’re afraid of when you open a brand-new notebook.
Sometimes, even girls who are great at having dads get a little bit enervated. You have to tell him all the time that he’s not “getting chunky,” but also that he’s not allowed those beers. You have to listen whenever he starts lying about another time he happened to be your age (no boy your age has ever really been it) and if you don’t look impressed, he’ll sulk in the study on his iPad for the rest of the night. On really bad days, you have to listen to the entire Neil Young album where he sounds like shitty Daft Punk, you can’t even skip “Like an Inca,” which is eight minutes long, or else you’ll fail to “grasp the humanity of a rock star reconciling himself to his parts,” and even then you have to clear your throat LOUDLY eighteen times in a row just to tell him that trans actually means something different now.
It’s not necessarily hard, only… draining, and often (I think) a bit lonely. There should be hundreds more books about how to raise a father for girls.
I wish I could say that his opinion of you doesn’t matter, because it doesn’t, it just never does, but I know I might as well tell you that being in love is a choice. Chin up, kid. You’re going to get out of this soon. And someday your dad will see: you don’t have to be anything like him to be you.
"Deberia haber mas libros de como criar a un padre para chichas"
My Dad , Jack, and me in 1952 the year before he died. 28 years later I began a comic strip called “Jack Survives” In 2013 I bought the childhood home that we lived in and I did my art in the cellar and Dad sometimes watched me paint. He was very supportive and proud of my ability considering the fact that he was a working class man with a 10th grade education. I was 15 when he died. I think Dad would have approved of my life as an artist in NYC for 55 years and that I now own and live in the house he last lived in. My Mom sold our house in 1958 and different families lived here over the years until I was able to buy it in 2013. My best paintings have been about this house and my family when we lived here all done from memory. The first time I saw it again since 1958 was 2013. Guess I will now start memory paintings about the artist loft I lived and worked in on w.28th St NYC for the past 50 years. If you are interested in my work go to my youtube channel at amereillustrator74
thanks for reading this blog……..Jerry Moriarty
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