Oh boy!

There has been a rush of change. I am a bystander for now but no matter what happens I know one thing for certain, this one's going to hurt like hell.

I found the horse from "The Science of Sleep", he's had it rough.

Out of character.

Besides this blog and my mother's kitchen wall (I graduated from the refrigerator), I don't really put my photographs out into the world. Recently some brilliant friends of mine started a small publication of sorts and I am proud to be a part of it. 

Check it out.

I went to Las Vegas for a few days.

Vegas didn't help my sanity/lack there of, but I got a good sunburn. Sometimes you just need a sunburn (or a phone call).

I need to get my hands dirty

and play with film again.


Found art: this is where it began, on a post- it.

Cracks

I am losing my mind. It's evident now.

Mondays

I should get better at the Mondays at 10 thing.

Winnie the Pooh, silly old bear.

"Rabbit is clever," said Pooh thoughtfully.
"Yes," said Piglet, "Rabbit's clever."
"And he has Brain."
"Yes," said Piglet, "Rabbit has Brain."
There was a long silence.
"I suppose," said Pooh, "that that's why he never understands anything."

Reading Winnie the Pooh as an adult is quite different than having it read to you as a child. I envy that bear all stuffed with fluff.

"Pooh!" he whispered. "Yes, Piglet?" 

"Nothing," said Piglet, taking Pooh's paw. "I just wanted to be sure of you."