Thanks

On the road, dusk or dawn... Something like that... And I actually like Thanksgiving. I like eating feasts with relatives and somewhat relatives and the simplicity of a meal shared, and the name, meaning lets give thanks, for anything for whatever. It seems to me its a rare thing to remember, that in every moment there is something to be thankful for and we should celebrate all these little momentous moments. I am thankful for art and for love and for friendship, and for the city of concrete and steel and breaking glass contraptions. And I am thankful to escape it all in this moment to the trees and the sudden expanses of sky I almost forgot...

After After Party

Self Portrait... After the After Party with ten hours of party under my belt... From Decom on the roof at Brooklyn Sugar to Rubulad to After Party at the crime lab, and here we are past 8am and still dressed...

Andi Bird & Miss C.

Here is Andi & C. at the Temple @ Burning Man.
Check http://webbery.com/galleries/burningman/bm05/index.html
for the photographers Burning Man photos from this year...


I was really impressed that he managed to email these pictures, I never expect that people will actually connect their notes with people's emails to their rolls of film. Pleasant surprize!

Testing, 1 2 3

We're afraid of mediocrity and stay awake late day dreaming and working on our own private projects, the things we can stay alive for. Phones keep ringing off the hook today while doctors discuss borderline personality disorder in the other room but in the booth at the top of the auditorium I am safe enough.

I read through an old project last night, wading through 90 minutes of pages I haven't laid eyes on in 9 months, about as long as I have loved my love. The experience is somewhat exciting, whenever there is the possibility of something one can smile. But then one has to go to bed.