Sunday, August 26, 2007

more dillard

Great article on Annie Dillard. I suggest printing it out. Its food for thought.
http://www.crosscurrents.org/dillard.htm

Monday, August 20, 2007

Declared.


Here, on this day of August, Lauren, Jamie and I declare a mandatory online critique on Saturday, September 29. At least one finished piece must be posted on the blog by 12 noon and we will bring in a guest critter to critique the pieces along with our own inputs.
So, even with some of us still in school this will motivate us all to create and discuss and commune through acts of creation. Plus it is mandatory and you have no choice. And if that does not scare you into making things, the above image probably will.

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

Painting I

I was listening to The Giver and when the main character Jonas begins to see color....well, I was reminded of Painting I with Jon Puls. All of us little freshmen, or were we sophmores by then?, began to understand color. It was a beautiful moment.

I love art and hope you all have fun in the NorthWest.

Saturday, August 11, 2007

Friday, August 10, 2007

Thursday, August 9, 2007

yo Pomo!

here is a very interesting link that you all should read. this website belongs to jamie smith (and others) he's a big (and comprehendible) voice in the postmodern conversation. i met him once. anyway he didn't write this article but I thought you would all find it interesting. the blog always has very interesting insight to a postmodern christian world view. enjoy.


read me

Sunday, August 5, 2007

I'm too sexy for my garage

Nesbits!
Here is yet another nesbit post I have been wanting to do for a while. So here it is..a tour de studio staring J.R. Uretsky and all her shit. Enjoy.

It doesn't look like much...
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but it is rather spacious
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...a pretty typical Jamie space...
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...uhhh storage makes me feel warm and fuzzy all over...
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see anything you like Elly?
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...guns..
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...chemicals...
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...more chemicals...
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...various sorts of inspiration...
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...brian...
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...the artist...careful they bite...
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...more importantly and far more attractive...
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and lastly my studio on wheels...
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...and the best part about it...
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so now I have no excuse to not be in my studio...

Wednesday, August 1, 2007

"Whew about to slip down."

I have been wanting to write to you, my nesbits, for a while. But alas the 9 to 5 has been giving me quite the spanking. But I guess that is precisely where I would like to begin, with the 9 to 5.

The other day I was driving home from my job in the factory. The traffic seemed to be squirming up The 5 with movements so dismal that not even Devo could perk me up. But I listened to them anyway. The thing about Devo is that they are just so damn talented, the music alone is so interesting that I rarely think twice about the lyrics. But there was something about that hour spent in southern california traffic that made me listen a bit differently. Perhaps, it was because I had just read a somewhat depressing (yet lovely) novel. Maybe, I was feeling especially lonely that day. The acne on my back and throbbing of breasts probably should have been a sign of a swift approaching period, which would of course result in either me eating everything in my fridge or weeping openly on my commute from work to home.

"Whew about to slip down." And there I slipped, and wept.

Thinking about crying over a Devo song reminds me of that time I sobbed over a Simpsons episode. It was stupid. I guess I cried because lately I can feel...I mean literally FEEL...my childhood oozing out of me. Cheesy? Yeah maybe, but whatever. Being an adult sucks.

But I do get to make stuff, that seems to be the closest I can get to being 6 again. On that note, I should go ahead and say that the planes are doing well...and in fact today they took a turn for the better...they found their way off the wall (WTF?!). This may actually come together. Hell yes.

Thanks for listening.

P.S. Libby, get Sunny on this here blog.

Hoe rows, hoe rows

A farmer's life for me.

(Reflections on an earthfriendly, sustainable existence)

Please Standby...

Alas, I am not quite done with the piece. Let's shoot for tomorrow afternoon.