now dash snow?

Gawker says that Dash Snow is dead. I hope this isn't true... Peres Projects (his gallery) has yet to release a statement.

Snows tabloid/semen collages from the 2006 Biennial always stuck out in my mind, and I think my favorite article ever written in New York mag was Ariel Levy's piece on Snow, Dan Colen, and Ryan McGinley.

Something about Dash Snow really intrigued me and compelled me to create. I often saw him at concerts with his polaroid camera, taking photos of his friends on and off stage, but in a quiet and not annoying way. After reading Levy's article, in which he talked about walking underground in the subway tunnels with his ex wife, artist Agathe Snow, I wrote this poem:

dash and agathe

i think of us beating around

new york slugging scotch

from your flask on the subway

and you egg me on to swallow more,

"you're going to taste it

either way," and i tell you

my lip gloss will ruin

the taste. "it kills the burn,"

you say. we transfer and wait

for the f train at bryant park

and talk about an article

in new york: one cold night

dash and agathe snow

stood on a downtown subway platform,

freezing in their ripped jeans

and flannel shirts, but excited

to be alive. they walked to the next

station through the tunnel

and came out covered

in soot. "they must be lying,"

i say. in law school you studied

a case where a man walked through

the tunnel alone and sued the city

when he lost his leg. "see,

it's possible." you lean out

to look for the lights of the f.

(photo by Dash Snow from tinyvices)