Looking glass


A good friend of mine has been taking a photography course and visits me whenever a new assignment is due. It’s given me a scheduled time to devote some whimsical energy to random shooting without rhyme or intent…and without a sentient subject, something I’d been speaking of doing more of.

Adding a slight tangent…I had the delectable pleasure of seeing, hearing and speaking with Amanda Palmer this Tuesday when she played at the 9:30 club as part of her Who Killed Amanda Palmer tour. If you have even the smallest bit of emotional, carnal artistry flowing through your veins, acquire this album. That she has been able to acquire names like Ben Folds and Neil Gaiman to collaborate with her on this personal extension should be hint enough. Few artists (musical or otherwise) so unabashedly wear their artistic innards on their sleeve as she.

First, a video link to a video of the opening track on her album: Astronaut: A Short History of Nearly Nothing

And, second, some of the images I’d previously mentioned. I blame (aka thank) Amanda for this feeling that I need to start bleeding onto my art more…


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