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| Friday, December 18th, 2009 |
chsck83
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| Thursday, December 17th, 2009 |
chsck83
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| Wednesday, December 16th, 2009 |
chsck83
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| Tuesday, December 15th, 2009 |
chsck83
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| Monday, December 14th, 2009 |
atomicat
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11:46p |
 Passing along via jblaque: T hrough no fault of her own, hannahsarah is having a very tough time making ends meet this holiday season, and she and her young daughter are on the razor's edge of being evicted their apartment on the 18th if they can't make rent.
Unlike so many other needy (nonetheless worthy) folks on LJ, Hannah is not asking for any sort of hand-out to help her through this (although I'll be sending a small donation tonight, anyway), but if you guys can visit her online shop and take a look at her hand-crafted works, perhaps there's something there you'd like to buy for yourself, a loved one or a friend. You steampunkers will be especially interested in her work.Yeah, nice stuff! I love the mix of delicate machinery, brass ornamentation, and crystal. Procrastination! After this post I will get to those pictures. It's true of course, the more choices you have the harder it is to make a decision, and there are a lot of pics! That's good ones of course. Get rid of the good ones leaving only the great ones, there are still a lot and the choices are still hard. Tonight I'll concentrate on the practical technical side, getting the best stitches out of those pics from the 23'rd. They're the most promising I think for larger prints, but if there are any anomalies they will show! Not cheap running off large prints and a "Whups! Missed X" can be very costly! Changes! My bud Theo is separating from his wife for an undetermined while. Their lives, their business, but it's friendly and they're both working intelligently to make things happen in the best of ways. Now how rare is that these days! In any case he will be moving up north and staying there while things are sorted out both internal and external. I have to separate the bad and the good and take each for what it is. The good is that he will be up north with me and his last two visits have shown that we can both get a tremendous amount of creative work done in each others' company. I will take that and encapsulate it. It is it's own thing. |
foxfeather
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10:02p |
Musilicious!
So, for some time I've been meaning to learn the banjo. I played guitar for years (along with a host of other instruments; the clarinet for over ten years, marimba, oboe, piano, etc.) but it was another ten years almost since music was really in my life. I started taking lessons, my teacher is a cool guy who had a gig in New Mexico playing for a country band. He has an Earl Scruggs edition Gibson banjo (the stradivarius of bluegrass) which I got to drool over (and play with) and I'm picking it up enough to sound like I'm playing something recognizable, so I'm quite pleased. Lessons are a lot of fun as an adult! I was more competitive with it when I was a kid - playing often for hours every day and working my way through ranks and traveling competitions - I really burnt out on it. But now, just doing it because I want to, it's really relaxing and full of joy. :) I just want to be able to entertain people around a campfire. :) Mbala is taking violin lessons so he can fiddle along with me. I want to be a proper hillbilly rocking in a chair on my porch, playing the banjo, sipping tea (perhaps out of a little brown jug), and watching the caribous roam across my skyline. ;) I'm getting there. It's just across the horizon. Current Mood:  calm |
chsck83
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| Sunday, December 13th, 2009 |
chsck83
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| Saturday, December 12th, 2009 |
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| Friday, December 11th, 2009 |
atomicat
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6:29a |
Y'know, there's those things that you know you're going to do but know can be put on hold for the right time and occasion. "Living on Indian time" seems to me to have the opposite flavor of "Hurry up and wait" which is all to dominant an attitude in our culture. That being said, here are some words that ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) asakiyume penned for some pictures of mine. They sat patiently, unread, until now. And now in my own time I will read them and look at the pictures. Or perhaps I will turn down the heat on this curry stew I'm making, scratch Gracie a bit, and then read them. All in good time. Wash me away
and drown me, I beg you
let me feel this tug
Golden fire so bright
and yet so chill: a desire
that will not warm
The horizon calls
come, come, but the reeds whisper
linger here a while
With each wingbeat
stitching sky and sea together
the shoreline birds
fragile hoarfrost
on the icebound lake
radiant with light
unearthly swans
children of the deepest chill
gather on the lake
a distributed soul
this cloud of birds
flung at the sky
soft, so soft
the sun reaches out
to caress
Thank you so very much. It's incredibly flattering to have someone meditate on your work and fuse their own talents with it. Weld words to the images, accentuate, interpret... caress... whispered words with warm breath, breathing life into the static. (see, I can do it too! *lol*) Thank you once again. And when the time is right, when the pool is still, I will read, look, and read again. Isn't the dance interesting?
I sold a picture the other day! Woohoo! It was this one except printed darker and with much more saturation, the version mounted on black foam-core on the lower left in this picture here. Can you see it? It's just below the long stretch panorama of the birds taking off. Price? Hundred and fifty! Yep, a three digit sale, serious business! |
chsck83
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| Thursday, December 10th, 2009 |
chsck83
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| Wednesday, December 9th, 2009 |
chsck83
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| Tuesday, December 8th, 2009 |
chsck83
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a_fox_in_flames
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12:16a |
ATTN: Corey Jones
 We have your pillowcase hostage. It remains alive. . . .for now. If you wish to see its safe return, You must follow these instructions to the letter - the letter Z. Do not contact the police. Bring 74 cents in non-sequential small coins to the park bench near my house. Call me to let me know you have left it there. And then we will have a SEXY PARTY! If you ever want a non naked pillow ever again, you will see to it that these demands are met in a prompt and slightly gay fashion. Also, Whiskey. That is all. |
| Monday, December 7th, 2009 |
atomicat
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8:40p |
MP3 list
This is just a dump of my MP3 directory so's I can show it to a few folk. Browse, ignore, or laugh as you'd like. ( The whole shebang... ) |
atomicat
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5:05p |
Boring like me
I just gotta know, is art actually looked at these days or is it there to just break up big blocks of monochrome walls? Also, are gallery owners nuts and don't answer that. Dig... a year and a half ago I checked out this place. It's one of the larger galleries with primo location in the Exchange district so they must be making their rents. So what do I find when I surf on back there today? Exactly the same stuff I saw a year and a half ago, and it's boring!!! Shit, can't hyperlink to their thumbnails, oh well. Anyways, dig... Chair I. Yep, they're chairs. Or rather let's not forget our Magritte and say it's a picture of two chairs... a picture that will cost you $280. Now honestly if you can see something in that please tell me what it is because I'd like to know what I'm missing. The celebration of the mundane. Not the mediocre, just the mundane and boring. Oh now this is great, wanna save $155? Just grab this and print out your own postcard. That's right, someone screwed up and left the full-sized image on the site. You do it, I'm not going to bother. And then there's this person who's got 21 pictures of grey limestone buildings downtown all taken on the same grey day. Tell me, why would I ever want a bland picture of Albert St. during the day? At least at night it's full of punks and hookers but this is just dull dull dreadfully dull! (Holy crap, he didn't even bother to crop this properly, look at the edge on the right) Last year in the spring when I talked to the owner I heard a strange couple of lines, fine by themselves but weird when paired together... "We have lots of photography already." And right after that... "We don't really sell much photography." Oh for fuck sakes, figure it out! Get some different photographers because this stuff is obviously crap and it's not selling!!! And it's like that all over the place. In a gallery in St. Boniface I see this huge glicee picture of three canoes up on a rack by the lake. Nice. Whatever. If you know how much it costs to print and stretch something like that, say four feet wide by two feet high, you can guess what the sale price was. The celebration of the mundane, where people desperately try to find deeper meanings in the blandness of everyday life. Maybe it makes them feel better. Maybe avoiding extraordinary sights makes them yearn for them a little less. And then there's minimalism to the point of nonexistence. $800? Great! Edit: Ok, I'm lost, what the bloody hell are they using for criteria here!!! Best of show award winner for WHAT!!!! |
chsck83
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| Sunday, December 6th, 2009 |
atomicat
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chsck83
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a_fox_in_flames
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| Saturday, December 5th, 2009 |
chsck83
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