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“Just a place for my stuff.”

— GEORGE CARLIN

“Actually this is just a place for my stuff, ya know? That’s all, a little place for my stuff. That’s all I want, that’s all you need in life, is a little place for your stuff, ya know? I can see it on your table, everybody’s got a little place for their stuff. This is my stuff, that’s your stuff, that’ll be his stuff over there. That’s all you need in life, a little place for your stuff. That’s all your house is: a place to keep your stuff. If you didn’t have so much stuff, you wouldn't need a house. You could just walk around all the time...>>

“A house is just a pile of stuff with a cover on it. You can see that when you’re taking off in an airplane. You look down, you see everybody’s got a little pile of stuff. All the little piles of stuff. And when you leave your house, you gotta lock it up. Wouldn’t want somebody to come by and take some of your stuff. They always take the good stuff. They never bother with that crap you’re saving. All they want is the shiny stuff. That’s what your house is, a place to keep your stuff while you go out and get...more stuff!”

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“Come on-a
my house,
my house,
my house...”

—from the song by Ross Bagdasarian and William Saroyan

What’s the point of stuff anyway — other than the very anal act of accumulation? Freud would trace it all back to toilet training, depending on the rigors of which, one turns out either to be the type of person who likes to save their, well, s--t, and those who want to dispose of it as quickly as possible. You can easily figure out which type I am. Certainly not like my NOLa buddy — let's just simply call him “LS” — who has a spacious apartment filled with, basically, nothing. I am who I am. And although I harbor the occasional fantasy of renting a dumpster (or two) and disposing of everything so I can be free to hit the road, it just ain’t gonna happen. So instead I’ll just relax and enjoy one of the compensatory joys of accumulating stuff: inviting your friends over and boring them with a guided tour: “Look at my stuff. This is some of my stuff. Ain’t my stuff cool!” Lucky you though: [1] most of you live too far away to drop by and, in any case, [2] my apartment can at most fit only 2 or 3 extra average-sized people at any one given time. (Not entirely because of the volume of my stuff.) So instead, welcome to this brief virtual tour... and you can always delete it!

about max singer

Max Singer is an award-winning communications designer and artist who has done work for such clients as AT&T, The City College of New York, Friends of The World Food Program, Book-of-the-Month Club, Helen Keller International, The Juilliard School, Life Magazine, Jazz at Lincoln Center, Pfizer, The Soros Foundation, and Worth Magazine. Max is also an award-winning cartoonist, illustrator, photographer, and artist whose work has appeared in numerous national publications including Artnews, the NYTimes and NY Magazine. Max was associated with the world-famous Push Pin Studio. His political cartoons were featured in New York Newsday as well as High Times. Along the way he created animated commentary for Hard Copy TV news program, wrote sketches for SNL and was a standup comic at the Improv, NY. Max survived the Bush years writing and producing the e-zine ScurrilousRag. As an artist, his unique, colorful and bold illustrative style of imagery has been exhibited widely both in his homebase of New York City, in particular at such music and club venues such as the Knitting Factory, as well as various outsider and contemporary venues in his spiritual home of New Orleans, and was featured in the documentary Blood Brothers: Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band. Max is a member of the New Orleans Photo Alliance and a pro bono consultant with the Taproot Foundation.

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