Monthly Archives: November 2007

Triple Cause of Poetry.

It always happens like this. I will go a month without seeing a show, then all of a sudden I get three in one week. They’re always so close together. It’s as if the musicians I like are conspiring against me. It’s crazy to travel to New York City three times in one week, for [...]

That’s When the Audience Died.

I don’t do reviews of shows very well. I go to a fair amount and never write about them. I should change that, but I end up writing about something more personal than the technicalities of the performance and I’m not sure it is what all the kids want to read about these days. The [...]

I Like to Work.

And a mix, because I can.

In Particular.

Mix, although October is gone. It’s about October — Vampires, Werewolves, Skeletons, Ghosts, Unrequited Love and other scary stuff.

Can’t Face Up.

A couple of weeks ago I took a long weekend and visited one of my favo(u)rite cities in the world, Toronto. (One should note that I’m pretty decently traveled when it comes to the United States, but when it comes to any place in existence beyond that, I’m not. So, saying that Toronto is my [...]

Written All Over Me.

Yay! Another collage!

In Places, Empty Spaces.

I swear, I am not bored.

Little Instruments

More art.

Bones of Her Hands.

(a collage, because it’s been a while since I’ve made one.)

Also, please someone buy me Corel Painter X. Kthx.