Posted December 1, 2009 at 12:45pm
This one goes out to LJM - pancaketown. Apparently Lindsey and Larry cooking breakfast makes me do backbends of ecstasy.
The way it usually goes.
Cute British boy: Hey, I like your accent.
Me: Oh, yeah… well… you know.
SWISH.
Dan, you look AMAZING. I miss having themed shows. (photo by Lynn Guthrie via Facebook)
Dinner boats parked on Wharfside Street in Birmingham.
This photo, taken at The Fillmore at Irving Plaza on November 6th, comes from this flickr gallery: http://www.flickr.com/photos/rmcwebsite … If you’re out there, photographer, I’m sorry I haven’t contacted you to ask permission, but then I am not a flickr person and have yet to determine if the site has some kind of ‘contact’ function. That being said, I am shown here TOTALLY MELTING FACE. Thank you.
Fall Tour 2009 Polaroid Photo Project, European Edition.
YES. I’ve sent out the Fall US Polaroids just in time to run off to Europe. I’ll be shooting more across the ocean. If you care to pre-order one of these, well, you know, please do.
Photographs from this European tour can now be reserved for $20.
For those of you who missed an explanation the first time around, here’s the low down:
I love shooting peel-apart instant photographs. I thought it might be fun for me (and possibly you?) if I offered up to the public shots that have yet to be taken. I’m hitting the road again this fall, first on the Revival Tour, and then supporting MAE. During this time, I’ll be using a Polaroid 440 Land Camera to shoot black and white 4.25” x 3.5” photographs of whatever strikes my fancy. Marquees outside of venues; local excitement or color; maybe even you. The idea is to capture a bit of tour life and to offer you the opportunity to own something that is truly a one-of-a-kind piece of merchandise. If you decide to purchase a polaroid, it will be signed, numbered, and mailed to you with a note of authenticity… if you consider my handwritten oath authentic enough.
Kyle outside of the Triple Rock in Minneapolis.
The sky somewhere in America.
Rest in peace, Belle. Best dog in the universe. Glad we got to have one last Thanksgiving together. You will be missed.
It’s important to pause between sentences.
Isabella and the Pot of Basil
I saw this painting at the Boston Museum of Fine Art when I was around 16 years old. Though the name of the painter (John White Alexander) and the work itself soon evaporated from my memory, the image and the story stuck with me. I’ve been describing the painting to art-heads since then, trying to find someone who could remind me of the name of the artist. Then moments ago I stumbled upon the painting elsewhere on Tumblr, which led to a speedy reunion between me and this work of art.
From the wiki entry for the Keats poem upon which the painting is based:
Isabella, or the Pot of Basil (1818) is a narrative poem by John Keats adapted from a story in Boccaccio’s Decameron (IV, 5). It tells the tale of a young woman whose family intend to marry her to “some high noble and his olive trees”, but who falls for Lorenzo, one of her brothers’s employees. When the brothers learn of this they murder Lorenzo and bury his body. His ghost informs Isabella in a dream. She exhumes the body and buries the head in a pot of basil which she tends obsessively, while pining away.
