28.5.04

Going on a roadtrip

Scott and I are going on a roadtrip. we don't know where we're going -- just east basically. Weather is expected to be so-so, and we thought about staying home, but we never do anything but work on the house. Those pictures are old, we have done even yet more work since then. Specifically, scott replaced the beam in the living room, so we no longer have a scratching post holding up the ceiling.
Good Lord, we could use a break.

27.5.04

Boy, there's some cool stuff out there

I love the internet. Really. With all the crap and spam and crashing, sometimes I wonder if it is all worth it. Then someone forwards me a link to David Shrigley and I realise yes, I will keep pushing the little lever, because sometimes the electrode directly connected to my pleasure center gives a spark. And the thing with cool sites is they usually have links to other cool sites; and the next thing you know, you have been watching excellent little animations and thinking "I could do that" but the fact remains, YOU DIDN"T, and why don't you get your butt in the studio already, huh?

25.5.04

Coffee and Cigarettes

Went to see Coffee and Cigarettes on sunday with Kelly and Daryl. It was really great -- I especially liked the one with Alfred Molina. Besides, coffee and cigarettes hold a warm place in my heart.



13.5.04

Kurt Vonnegut

Another famous U of I former resident, Kurt Vonnegut, has a piece on the In these Times website.

I have always appreciated Mr. Vonnegut's perspectives, and this is no excepton:

"For some reason, the most vocal Christians among us never mention the Beatitudes. But, often with tears in their eyes, they demand that the Ten Commandments be posted in public buildings. And of course that’s Moses, not Jesus. I haven’t heard one of them demand that the Sermon on the Mount, the Beatitudes, be posted anywhere."

His Article, Cold Turkey jumps around a little, it is mostly a collection of salient observations. But brilliant, nonetheless.

6.5.04

More Guston

Things have really picked up at work, so there has been no blog time (which has never been very much time...). I am still enamored with Philip Guston, currently reading Night Studio by Musa Mayer, his daughter. This inside view, slightly removed, is fascinating.

Guston was a huge influence at the University of Iowa, where I went to grad school, because he was a visiting artist there for two years, in 1941-42. Even now, those two years reverberate through the program. Most notably, through a fellow U of I grad alumni, Hamlett Dobbins. There was this other guy named Gary Kormarin who muscled his way into a visiting artist gig at U of I with a 30-year old letter of recommendation from Guston.

It's strange, when I was there, I could hardly care less about Guston; and now that I'm nearly six years out of grad school, I'd give my eye teeth to look at the Guston collection the museum there has.

4.5.04

Drudge Retort: Red Meat for Yellow Dogs

Drudge Retort: Red Meat for Yellow Dogs I don't have any time today, I am super busy, what with that crappy virus yesterday. So, enjoy the Drudge Retort instead.