Polaroid Big Shot, with 690 film, mixed media.
Archive for January, 2009
(In the middle of the night).
faked by gorjus Thursday, January 29th, 2009
SHERER
faked by gorjus Monday, January 26th, 2009
Polaroid Big Shot, with 690 film, mixed media.
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On Glory, the Wonders of Life, Aretha Louise Franklin, the Transcendence of Hope, and American Rocketry.
faked by gorjus Wednesday, January 21st, 2009
There is a time of day on Magazine Street in New Orleans during the winter when the sun shines just so, and it gleams through a bit of cut steel and it draws on a wall the image of a telephone, of a little piece of metal and plastic we use to touch each other when we’re too far away to holler. The phone only lasts for ten minutes, at best—barely long enough to notice, to try and stream some of that light through a little hole and by doing so mash some chemicals down on sticky paper so you can remember.
Shelfwar 2: Blake Babies, Tommy Keene, East River Pipe, Jacuzzi Boys, King Khan, Elastica.
faked by gorjus Tuesday, January 13th, 2009See the first Shelfwar for the ‘rules.’
Hearing blank verse in all the wrong places
faked by Jack Butler Monday, January 12th, 2009Shakespeare has an overwhelming affect on some of us. I remember my youthful frustration that one could no longer write Shakespearean blank verse and be taken seriously. (A fact I discovered in the trial, by the way.) But some of us can’t give up that easily.
Bayer aspirin, W. B. Yeats, and native Americans with toothaches
faked by Jack Butler Monday, January 12th, 2009“Only connect,” writes James Dickey in a poem about a powerline worker. I make a few small connections from time to time, and they always give me pleasure. Not much to do with them otherwise but report them, so here goes.
Here’s one: We have all frequently heard the phrase “common sense,” usually together with the popular remark, on the verge of cliche itself, that it isn’t really common at all. I suspect there is a confusion here between two senses of the word “common.” In the modern sense, we mean “to be found anywhere.” I suspect the phrase originally meant “common” in quite another way. The older meaning is “basic, fundamental.” In other words, if you had even the elements of the most basic rules of making sense, you had common sense. The implication is that it does not require a genius of logic or philosophy to tell what is what, but that even “common” or basic sense will suffice.
The Failures of Fox amidst the Triumph of Florida.
faked by gorjus Friday, January 9th, 2009As a hardcore Bama fan, I cheered for the Tebow Child and Percy Harvin—plus those other guys—against the now Quad-Cursed Stoops Brigade. After the Sugar Bowl, I knew the Tebow was the real deal, a brush-cut QB/halfback straight out of a 1950’s football flick, complete with quaint (and real) honesty and devotion to his team.