Parse: An undeniable sense of well-being

It's an instruction, not a definition.

While driving home from hanging a show/stopping for fresh beer at the tasting room, we, the traffic, came upon a car going the wrong way against our one way street. Naturally, we responded with slowing and honking as they responded with stoic but noticeable fear, embarrassment and an abrupt turn signal. The car to my left had a child in a car seat in the back and when we stopped at the next light, the woman, presumably the mother, turned and smiled and comforted her child. I suspect that she was comforting herself in the same instant. She briefly looked up at me and I gave a smile and a knowing, but not knowing, nod to mean that it's good that we were all ok. As everyone drove past the stoplight, an overwhelming sense of everything being in it's right place sort-of swept over me. I realized that at this second, things were good.

Things are good.

***

I now have three(3) shows for first Friday, September. Technically, it's three shows in two galleries. In no particular order you can see my collaborative shots with Bethany DeMarco at FU-collective, 8th Ave just east of Santa Fe Blvd. You can also see some of my most recent project TypoGraff there in the 'Guest Artist' spot. Super-new double exposures of Typography vs. Graffiti. Uh-huh. I crossed the streams.

On the same night you may catch my stuff, as well as more collabo work at Namaste Gallery in the Highlands. New black and white, traditional silver I dreamed up after a nice rain and a close-up lens for an old TLR. Hand-printed goodness from my very own darkroom.

checkitcheckitcheckit owwwt. I will seeyouwill I see you?

Day 2

New job. Lots to do.

Pirates in the News

I am conjuring up disaster clouds.

It's over, people. Let it go.

Adding the word pirate as an adjective to everything is getting extremely tired and boring. I feel that there are at least two good exceptions to this statement.

1. Space Pirate Ninjas
2. Actual pirates that do actual pirate shit in the present.

Exception #1 is obviously staggeringly cool and I think the concept of #2 is criminal and unapprovingly cool.

For the record: I think I made up 'unapprovingly' and I also typed 'the concept of #2'.

Put it in the books.

Murmur

Best of luck to Jake, who's book had a local release at Book Buffs today. Well done, Dr. York.

New Doubles

Bigger...

Broken

Last night, while we were talking, there was a couple of bright flashes of light coming in through the prism glass on the door and through the south window. It looked like a strobe to me. Turned out it was lightning in the middle of the falling snow. It cracked a few more times, fairly close to the house, with the inevitable thunder rumbling the walls slightly.

Shoulda known.

Seems a fairly plain omen that shit is fucked up.

Soylent Green is

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Tomorrow is it, kids. I helped bind the first special edition of 57 earlier today. Hot.

Happy Birthday, Shane

with highest regards

All of a sudden it all went dark

News items:

JV has a new album coming out and the Kurt Cobain movie I heard about a while ago will also be around. Barsuk news has juicy-good content. I look forward to more 180-gram vinyl and time spent laying on the floor next to the record player with headphones full of scratchy, analog goodness.

Got some work issues to deal with. The journey is long and this is a small time in the greater pool, but damn. It's significant and I am very out-of balance. It's to the point that sometimes I feel the cellophane film of a forced smile. In desperation, sometimes we resort to what we used to know or what has been easy in the past. Regression is easy and natural. I will struggle (hopefully) in the most beautiful manner I can muster against that. It's just for a while.

I really do not have much to complain about. Further, I have amazing support and the love of good friends and family.

so. very. thankful.

Bike

A Toast?

One cup of Coffee

...then I'll go.

I may be bringing a thermos in the mornings if I can't get my shit together. Wait, I don't own a thermos. I do own a decent size travel mug though. That'll do.

(do you hear my correct voice when I write?)

Jah I know

Late to the party today. The thing is, I started my new job so I was busy with that. I didn't leave enough time for myself to make lunch or even a snack and rushed out the door. The cool thing is, where I'm training, I am 5 minutes from home. That gives me just enough time to let out the Power Lion Chihuahua Monkeys and make myself half a pastrami sammich.

So other than that, I got nuthin'. I'm looking for a nice night at home with the best girl and maybe a movie. Need to work on some dinner too. All of a sudden I have turned into lazy.

Hope your weekend is prime.

...

the ebb and flow of things I suppose.

The End(s) of email

The last word in the subject line from yesterday to this morning:

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Time to clean. and I am not leaning.

It's something

Nine things solidly off the list. Good good. I'm adding running and drinking water to that very soon.

Uber-productive.

yeah.