Friday, March 12, 2010
I captured this upraised fist at Tubs last year.
The dark, gnarled branches didn't seem so significant at first.
But now that time has passed and my mindset is altered, I think they mean everything: the power of the organic, of nature, of raw human strength plus a darker less forthright force.
It's stark and still so beautiful.
Check out this don hertzfeldt contribution to The Simpsons couch gag. I can't stop watching. Check out more of his work here .
Ever wondered what it takes to get a piece of fiction published? I'm not talking New Yorker type of prose. That's a rarefied world ...
Check out my new video, a brief reading from a story published this past spring in Opossum.
Today's soundtrack: I'm not familiar with Bobrisky but I love east African beats and this beat is sweet. For context, read Oka...