art friends project 365 (2009) travel

Day 194: The MindField at Dusk

Monday evening, Stephanie and I got all itchy for a roadtrip so we headed east and slightly north and ended up on the sleepy streets of Brownsville, which, for all we could tell, had been emptied out by the zombie apocalypse. Oh, except for RJ’s Hibachi, a greasy spoon that gleefully abuses the “hibachi” part of its name by completely ignoring it. It was hoppin’. We had some time to kill before the sun sat…

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art friends project 365 (2009) work

Day 180: Independence Bot

I do believe The CA will be giving this feisty little dude — another of Shane McDermott’s Newsbots — away. I’ll post details when I get them. Become a fan of The CA on Facebook and you’re eligible to win! Hopefully the lucky winner will place him in front of an airbrushed portrait of a screaming bald eagle*. * I may or may not have already used that joke in real life. [Project 365]

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art musings project 365 (2009)

Day 148: Autopilot

Inspiration comes in fits and starts and lately it’s been all fits — sputtering, screaming, whining, sobbing, wailing, grumbling, sighing, blinking, scowling, pounding fits — and I can’t help but try to imagine that this ongoing ennui is going to give birth to a bouncing baby something. I’m just not sure what. And that’s okay. If I’m sure of nothing else in my life, I can at least take comfort in knowing that this is…

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art music videos

This blew my mind a little bit. Okay, a lot.

Amanda Palmer + high school drama kids + Neutral Milk Hotel = Um, is that Shia LeBeouf in there as the humble emcee? (And how awesome is it that I spelled “LeBeouf” correctly on my first try?) My senior class play was Cheaper By the Dozen, I think, and I don’t remember a frigging thing about it. If I went to this high school, I would not forget this show for a long, long time.…

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art project 365 (2009)

Day 96: The Mindfield

I had a little time to spare on the trip back to Memphis today, so I took a detour up to Brownsville to check out Billy Tripp’s Mindfield, which I’d heard about from FearlessVK first, and then subsequently from other people saying how cool it was. And indeed, it’s a pretty bizarre, quirky, amazing thing to behold. It’s a little like looking at a three-dimensional version of one of those surreal drawings in the Scrutineyes…

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