Jim Northrup: With Reservations
Jim Northrup: With Reservations is a wild trip through Indian Country.
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THOMAS McGRATH
The Movie at the End of the World is a video vision quest. Click here to see more.
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On September 7, 2025, the board of The Center for International Education (THE CIE) unanimously voted to sunset our nonprofit.
The Center is the micro-nonprofit where I have been artist in residence for 50 years.
The headline is, and why we are asking for one more donation to support our mission, the Elmer L. Andersen Library at the University of Minnesota has collected our life’s work.
Sixty-nine boxes of videos, photos, books, correspondence, and journals were picked up on Monday, October 6.
The whole shebang. Boom.
We see Will and Savannah packing boxes.
We will celebrate the life of THE CIE in the Library from 6-8:30pm on Tuesday, June 30, 2026. SAVE THE DATE!
Your contribution will help migrate our computer files, curate the whole shebang, pay the legal fees for dissolution of the corporation, and celebrate.
THE DEAD SEAL NEAR McCLURE'S BEACH recited by Robert Bly is one of 228 videos uploaded by Mike Hazard which have been made with a host of great collaborators including Beth Peloff, John Akre, Greg Pratt, Laura Youngbird, Mary Megee, Kathleen Laughlin, George Stoney, David Bagnall, Ossian Or, and more. Zoom to YouTube.
You will see videos featuring George Stoney, Thomas McGrath, Phebe Hanson, Paulo Freire, Roy McBride, Esther Horne, star quilts, Peace House, Carol Bly, Mickey Chance, Everett Parker, Monica Rudquist, Tiger Jack, Jim Northrup, a peyote song, Frederick Manfred, pre-emptive violence, Bill Holm, David Bengtson, Esther Horne, Marcel Duchamp, Anya Achtenberg, Margaret Hasse, Pelican Rapids, Circle of Nations School, Jerome Liebling, the Ghost Dance, Charles Beck, Dr. Evermor, Peuo Tuy, and more.
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Once upon a time, I used to love tasting
the crispy skin of animals. Pig. Fish. Turkey.
Peking duck still makes my mouth water.
Scars remember, remind I used to eat myself alive.
Palimpsest of sinning and unoriginal sin,
vellum of om and um, cannibal of soul, I am.
My skin is a country of ad hoc, make-do tattoo,
a pretty pattern of stain, damaged by the sun.
Real life will forever struggle with unreeling evil.
The color of my skin is a crime scene.
Human skin burns, to protest napalm.
Eat what you kill, the singer sings, and I listen.
I listen as I've grown comfortable in my own skin.
Tasty memories, now that I am happy as a vegan.
I bite a honeycrisp and juice drips on my chin.
