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Si from The Jimmy Austin. Nice new EP, fellas.

Belly Up

It's just been that kind of Monday(s).

Did I mention drinks?

-Yes we are, rock and muthafuckin' roll-

Check yesterday's blog and then hang out tonight at Labyrinth where the art AND the curators are frequently repurposed. 5x7's available print only or encased in an amalgamation of clear kryptonite and a recently uncovered 2-pack of Aquanet Extra Gnarly Hold.

I'll return after pouring that to do something a little better than shameless party promotion.

Talent

Ian Cooke

Grab a disc/info here.

Wish

It might have been nice to go to school for this. Oh well, right?

I'm supposedly exactly where I'm supposed to be.

Ticking Clocks are Ruining My Friday

Go find some little things.

Happy weekend, monkeys. I'm all worded-out. Guest-posted on Shoot The Duck this morning. It's that link on the left side there, if you're interested. Watch me get all wordy. We know that images are better for me. It's all kindof right there, or at least it should be. Less rambling, more pictures.

Will I see you at a show tonight? That'd be cool. Let's connect again if we can, if we should.

Now Playing: Broken Social Scene, Finish Your Collapse and Stay for Breakfast

Let's stay up.

[I'm a cartoon, you're a full moon]
-Bright Eyes, Cassadega

I like it. You might not. I don't get why the kids are into it. But what do I know?

Welcome to Friday

You made it.

Listening?

If the year was over right this second and someone asked, "What was your favorite record of 2007?" I would have to say the new album from Husky Rescue, Ghost is Not Real. Fucking amazing.

and that webpage is pretty fucking brilliant too. These kids are for real.

Grey here

Rock out.

Something for this welcomed rain. Color against the stale light. Still dripping too much to shoot, but I am anxious.

In or out?

Sleeping in on this rainy day.

Pancakes & old jazz records.

This image has little to nothing to do with this post. I just wanted to put it up.

Buy this car to drive to work.

Drive to work to pay for this car.

Trap?

Metric says so.

Hip Hop, u the luv of my life

...and that's true.

Have never seen a bad or even close to mediocre Roots show. I bet I never will.

A woman who comes up to me and starts singin 'You Got Me' can eat cookies in my bed anytime.

Rock

Now Playing: The Giraffes: Man-U. -Must check video-

Results -2-4-07

from the live painting, Sunday nights at the Lure.

I wont lie. It was a struggle. First off, Superbowl Sunday. Nobody is really thinking about showing up to have drinks somewhere (else) that doesn't involve couches and chip crumbs. Where were the ladies at?! Aren't you supposed to be angry and neglected or something by 9 PM? Well some people do go to work, I suppose. Huge thanks to the four friends who showed to support BCD and I, the dueling painters who stayed with their own canvasses this time.

Meanwhile all kinds of people decided that they were the real artists there (which I don't feel I qualify for) and proceeded to coach us, tell us how we were doing, ask us about the 'motivation', what we were 'feelin' etc.. What I was feeling was can you please let me at least figure out which piece of board or plastic I'm about to throw some paint on? I needed a drink after 5 minutes. In fact, aren't you supposed to be making food for these nice folks? Good thing I'm working for a bar tab.

I'm not saying I need silence or certain things in place for it all to fall together but damn, people. I'm not even a painter. This is exercise for me. I'm trying to stretch. It means a lot to my soul to be able to do this so don't ruin it for me. I walk in every time thinking "Don't fuck up and paint something that you would be embarrassed to put on your own walls, cuz that's probably where it's going to end up." Meanwhile the root of the live painting experience -the music- was sort of not participating much. So there's the struggle.

But I walked out with something I really like. Something I'm proud of. I just started with a set of colors in mind and went from there. The DJ was sort of entertaining friends and painting her own stuff up in the booth for a show she committed to. (I understand but just please please don't ever treat this like a joke again. Because if it's a joke to you and you called and asked me to do this, then what does that make me?) Damn. My point was to be happy about this painting.

So here we go, 3 coats of spray varnish later, I'm done with it. Except, I might take this wood trim I have had here in the basement forever and knock out a black slim-box frame. More experiments. It's 10 inches up by 26 inches across 3/4 inch deep or so, painted on wood scrap (repurpose whenever possible, baby!). The DJ wants to buy it, but her price is low and I'm sortof attached to it. I told her I wanted to at least post a picture of it here, see if someone else likes it out in the world and could part with 80, shipped. Friend prices. So that's that. Meanwhile did you see the picture down there by Lisa? More importantly, did you feel it?

I did.

Someday we'll talk about cake and why it sucks to miss it. Sorry, you can't bake it for yourself.

In that headspace: Now Playing" Pigeon John, She Cooks Me Oatmeal (I saw this cat a few months ago in Boulder and he was on-point AND funny) Hip-hops heads should check it out and remember that it ain't all cash, cars and ho's.

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Oh, I will surprise you sometime. I'll come around, when you're down.

Painting in the snow

She's the DJ

Supposed to be live painting tonight. We'll have to check. The snow is falling again and my head is heavy with a cold. My guess is, 'soldier on'. We need canvasses.

Culling

I can take 1000+ images a day with maybe one battery charge. That's just ridiculous. It leads to a part of photography that I am not comfortable with. In fact, I struggle against it and always have. It can become so very disposable.

Something I have always loved about film is it's instant permanence. When you press the shutter, your image is burned in. All your mistakes, all your intentions, all your composition are pretty much done. If you buy prints, the lab alters them for you in terms of contrast, density and color saturation. You can do this yourself at home with a negative scanner and some editing software. This is what I have done for the past year or so since I began to chase light and create with lenses. Even that results in hundreds of images, sitting, waiting, wondering if they are forgotten.

I began to forget them.

I looked back today. I am going through hundreds of shots, looking for some submissions for a theme. Image organization or categorization was never as important as finding what was there in the emulsion. This is the part where I begin to think about asset management. This is where I need to make a change in my workflow, if I have one.

The best and foremost part of looking through hundreds of images, digital or analog? The delete button - hands down.

Now Playing: Prefuse 73 - point to b

Staring

Sitting with my legs crossed, wishing I could levitate.

Now Playing: Ten Kens - Refined

Ain't your usual cake

Guts.

Someone please tell me what the sample used in The Roots "Stay Cool" and De La Soul's "Ego Trippin' (Part Two). I should know this. I should look it up but I'm lazy right now and I want to see who would know something like that.

I'm droppin off the Cadet's reel today and I need to remember the book idea with Dan. Remind me.

Oh and buy local, please. Don't make me get my old adbusters out and show you stats.

Remember this image? Pulled 7 in the dark last night. I flipped them cuz that's how I do. Want one? If you buy one it comes with the (secret) Sweet 16 Project.

"It ain't a thing when I lower the gradient lens frame..."