Michael Jay McClure
@mjmimages.bsky.social
I know you think I’m some silly little debutante.
[contemporary art, poetry, dance, film, & fashion]
instagram: mjmimages
[contemporary art, poetry, dance, film, & fashion]
instagram: mjmimages
Me simply refusing to indulge the antics (the weird emergent geometries, the attention-seeking grow rates) of my always misbehaving fingernails.
December 9, 2025 at 3:52 AM
Me simply refusing to indulge the antics (the weird emergent geometries, the attention-seeking grow rates) of my always misbehaving fingernails.
I’m exhausted but I’m trying to make it cool by saying, “exhausted!” in the same way I would say, “sassy!” or, “sizzle!”
December 7, 2025 at 11:13 PM
I’m exhausted but I’m trying to make it cool by saying, “exhausted!” in the same way I would say, “sassy!” or, “sizzle!”
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if you’re in line for the raclette hut at a christmas market, STAY IN LINE
December 7, 2025 at 5:52 PM
if you’re in line for the raclette hut at a christmas market, STAY IN LINE
[cooking show]
MJM: …then you take your passion—it should be molten & multichrome at this point so it’s tricky—& cast it, & use a lot of wrist here, into an emotional deep freeze so it gets that dazzling, merciless mirror finish the gang can’t help but talk about. Perfect for the holidays!
MJM: …then you take your passion—it should be molten & multichrome at this point so it’s tricky—& cast it, & use a lot of wrist here, into an emotional deep freeze so it gets that dazzling, merciless mirror finish the gang can’t help but talk about. Perfect for the holidays!
December 7, 2025 at 4:27 PM
[cooking show]
MJM: …then you take your passion—it should be molten & multichrome at this point so it’s tricky—& cast it, & use a lot of wrist here, into an emotional deep freeze so it gets that dazzling, merciless mirror finish the gang can’t help but talk about. Perfect for the holidays!
MJM: …then you take your passion—it should be molten & multichrome at this point so it’s tricky—& cast it, & use a lot of wrist here, into an emotional deep freeze so it gets that dazzling, merciless mirror finish the gang can’t help but talk about. Perfect for the holidays!
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“I came here to fuck up dandies and get new monocles. And they’re all out of monocles.”
December 6, 2025 at 8:31 PM
“I came here to fuck up dandies and get new monocles. And they’re all out of monocles.”
It is possible for things to be dandy now? If not, let’s get things dandified. Let us return to dandy.
December 6, 2025 at 8:15 PM
It is possible for things to be dandy now? If not, let’s get things dandified. Let us return to dandy.
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Telling my son I just put a Kringle in the oven and him thinking that is a person.
December 6, 2025 at 7:37 PM
Telling my son I just put a Kringle in the oven and him thinking that is a person.
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Q. What do you do if you're the copy editor hired to deal with Olivia Nuzzi's...thing?
A. 👇🏻
A. 👇🏻
Check the spelling, regularize or at least tidy up the punctuation and grammar, query bits of text that are not simply gauche but undecipherable, maybe call out the occasional repetition, and otherwise just get it done so you can say you did your job.
🤷🏻♂️
🤷🏻♂️
December 6, 2025 at 6:50 PM
Q. What do you do if you're the copy editor hired to deal with Olivia Nuzzi's...thing?
A. 👇🏻
A. 👇🏻
When I was around six or so my mom had a navy velvet evening gown with tiny, circular mirrors circling the neck, wrists, & hem. So that’s why I’m like this.
December 6, 2025 at 4:07 PM
When I was around six or so my mom had a navy velvet evening gown with tiny, circular mirrors circling the neck, wrists, & hem. So that’s why I’m like this.
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My brother, dad, & I met with my dad’s accountant today, & I, the baby, went into full, terrifying, AOSD (agenda, outline, supporting documents) mode which caused the accountant to call in her assistant, hold up my outline, & say, “See? This is what I need from you.” & my brother texted me, “OMFG.”
December 6, 2025 at 12:09 AM
My brother, dad, & I met with my dad’s accountant today, & I, the baby, went into full, terrifying, AOSD (agenda, outline, supporting documents) mode which caused the accountant to call in her assistant, hold up my outline, & say, “See? This is what I need from you.” & my brother texted me, “OMFG.”
Thank you, Frank Gehry, for showing us a way.
December 5, 2025 at 7:51 PM
Thank you, Frank Gehry, for showing us a way.
A five hour film about the romance between designers Rei Kawakubo
(Commes des Garçons) & Yohji Yamamoto when young. They have a conversation about what to buy at the market. He draws a little. She draws a little. The rest: wordless shots of a kitchen. It has half the budget of an Avatar film.
(Commes des Garçons) & Yohji Yamamoto when young. They have a conversation about what to buy at the market. He draws a little. She draws a little. The rest: wordless shots of a kitchen. It has half the budget of an Avatar film.
December 5, 2025 at 5:15 PM
A five hour film about the romance between designers Rei Kawakubo
(Commes des Garçons) & Yohji Yamamoto when young. They have a conversation about what to buy at the market. He draws a little. She draws a little. The rest: wordless shots of a kitchen. It has half the budget of an Avatar film.
(Commes des Garçons) & Yohji Yamamoto when young. They have a conversation about what to buy at the market. He draws a little. She draws a little. The rest: wordless shots of a kitchen. It has half the budget of an Avatar film.
You’ve worked hard today. How about a cover from the Japanese gay magazine (1977-1982) My Life My Way?
December 5, 2025 at 2:28 AM
You’ve worked hard today. How about a cover from the Japanese gay magazine (1977-1982) My Life My Way?
I have been cruelly reminded that five years ago, at a butterfly sanctuary, a green one landed on my shoulder & I yipped in fear & went into a bomb crouch, in public, on a gravel path.
December 4, 2025 at 9:06 PM
I have been cruelly reminded that five years ago, at a butterfly sanctuary, a green one landed on my shoulder & I yipped in fear & went into a bomb crouch, in public, on a gravel path.
When someone spells “stationery” correctly.
December 4, 2025 at 5:41 PM
When someone spells “stationery” correctly.
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What does the moon want? Up there tugging at our oceans, making werewolves. Always hiding its back from us. Go away!
December 4, 2025 at 2:44 AM
What does the moon want? Up there tugging at our oceans, making werewolves. Always hiding its back from us. Go away!
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This absolutely glorious photo of painter Yasuo Kuniyoshi in his 14th Street studio, NYC, 1940 www.si.edu/object/yasuo...
December 3, 2025 at 11:10 PM
This absolutely glorious photo of painter Yasuo Kuniyoshi in his 14th Street studio, NYC, 1940 www.si.edu/object/yasuo...
A small thing: maybe a sound effect for sunrises/moonrises & sunsets/moonsets? Off the top of my head it could sound like when a sword is drawn or sheathed?
December 3, 2025 at 7:46 PM
A small thing: maybe a sound effect for sunrises/moonrises & sunsets/moonsets? Off the top of my head it could sound like when a sword is drawn or sheathed?
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I know it wasn't an explicit campaign promise but: Zohran is elected mayor and Chanel takes over the subways.
December 3, 2025 at 4:22 PM
I know it wasn't an explicit campaign promise but: Zohran is elected mayor and Chanel takes over the subways.
WHAT: Chanel (métier d’art, 2026)
OCCASIONS: stroking a vase or breaking up with some simp by jumping out of a moving cab on your way to a Sotheby’s auction; your parting words: “Bye, wanker!”
IF IT WERE A SCENT: frost on an outdoor Rodin
EMOTIONAL RANGE: expedient/daring
#MJMfashionGuide
OCCASIONS: stroking a vase or breaking up with some simp by jumping out of a moving cab on your way to a Sotheby’s auction; your parting words: “Bye, wanker!”
IF IT WERE A SCENT: frost on an outdoor Rodin
EMOTIONAL RANGE: expedient/daring
#MJMfashionGuide
December 3, 2025 at 4:04 PM
WHAT: Chanel (métier d’art, 2026)
OCCASIONS: stroking a vase or breaking up with some simp by jumping out of a moving cab on your way to a Sotheby’s auction; your parting words: “Bye, wanker!”
IF IT WERE A SCENT: frost on an outdoor Rodin
EMOTIONAL RANGE: expedient/daring
#MJMfashionGuide
OCCASIONS: stroking a vase or breaking up with some simp by jumping out of a moving cab on your way to a Sotheby’s auction; your parting words: “Bye, wanker!”
IF IT WERE A SCENT: frost on an outdoor Rodin
EMOTIONAL RANGE: expedient/daring
#MJMfashionGuide
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"Ope, looks like we just lost Tyler..."
- every podcast with multiple host screens
- every podcast with multiple host screens
December 3, 2025 at 3:16 PM
"Ope, looks like we just lost Tyler..."
- every podcast with multiple host screens
- every podcast with multiple host screens
I want to administer a welcoming hug but also one that comes with a series of mysterious images—a chandelier falling, orchid blooming, an old car pulled from a dark lake, say—that flash through my hug partner’s head.
December 2, 2025 at 11:20 PM
I want to administer a welcoming hug but also one that comes with a series of mysterious images—a chandelier falling, orchid blooming, an old car pulled from a dark lake, say—that flash through my hug partner’s head.
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Must be so frustrating being a woodland creature that knows of Man's Creation. You've tasted KitKat but now you're back scrabbling in the dirt. Your pals sit about on tree stumps and use mushrooms for umbrellas. Bunch of twee forest bullshit. You'd burn it all down for a single M&M.
December 2, 2025 at 8:36 PM
Must be so frustrating being a woodland creature that knows of Man's Creation. You've tasted KitKat but now you're back scrabbling in the dirt. Your pals sit about on tree stumps and use mushrooms for umbrellas. Bunch of twee forest bullshit. You'd burn it all down for a single M&M.
Send peace on all lands and flickering corn.—
O, may tranquility walk by his elbow
When wandering in the forest, if he love
No other.—Hear, and may the indolent flocks
Be plentiful.—And if he love another,
May panthers end him.
—W. B. Yeats, from “Anashuya and Vijaya,” & a perfect wedding vow
O, may tranquility walk by his elbow
When wandering in the forest, if he love
No other.—Hear, and may the indolent flocks
Be plentiful.—And if he love another,
May panthers end him.
—W. B. Yeats, from “Anashuya and Vijaya,” & a perfect wedding vow
December 2, 2025 at 7:33 PM
Send peace on all lands and flickering corn.—
O, may tranquility walk by his elbow
When wandering in the forest, if he love
No other.—Hear, and may the indolent flocks
Be plentiful.—And if he love another,
May panthers end him.
—W. B. Yeats, from “Anashuya and Vijaya,” & a perfect wedding vow
O, may tranquility walk by his elbow
When wandering in the forest, if he love
No other.—Hear, and may the indolent flocks
Be plentiful.—And if he love another,
May panthers end him.
—W. B. Yeats, from “Anashuya and Vijaya,” & a perfect wedding vow