hey! i'm back!

in my ears

What you should now be listening to:

No Age: Nouns
Armchair Martian: Good Guys, Bad Band
Drag the River: Hobo's Demos
Replacements: (you pick)
Parts and Labor: Mapmaker (one listen is enough, though; borrow this from one of your hipster friends)

barack-o-lantern

I guess Palin would be scarier, actually......

New work...

...most likely finished. But with enough strands left hanging to explore in the next piece.

Topic: Who do you talk to about art?

Obviously I talk to students about art, a lot. But that's not really the answer I'm looking for here. Who do I talk to about my art?

a. Mary/Josh

b. a few other people I run into around DM, but that's pretty infrequent

c. Christy

d. Alex

e. people I meet at receptions for exhibits, usually ones that I'm in



I think I need to talk to more people about art.....

in my ears

Chris Knight: Heart of Stone
The Backsliders: Southern Lines
Son Volt: Acoustic Radio Sessions '95-'96

This Son Volt stuff is amazing. I think we all have certain music that defines us, because of where we were (physically and otherwise) in our lives when we discovered it. Even as my taste evolves and I keep discovering new music, the original incarnation of SV from the mid-'90s will always be MY music.

Topic: Take Photos. Discuss.

I couldn't decide which photo that i took this evening to use, so I'm including both. They're related, anyway.

For those who don't know, about four years ago I bought the house that I grew up in. So the things that surround me now are largely the things that were familiar to me at an early age as well. This number "36" is on my garage. I don't know why, except that it was on the old garage that used to stand in the same place. I guess it's more accurate to say I don't know why it was on the old garage. As a kid, I used to look at it (on the old garage) and imagine that the former owners must have kept a racecar in there.

The other photo is a 1971 Chevelle that is sitting in my next-door neighbor's backyard. It's not a real SS car, even though it has the trim. And the only reason I know that is that when I was growing up, the car belonged to a kid who lived on the other side of my house (and I remember it before it had the trim). It appears to need some attention in its current location.