if confusion, contexts slipping & sliding all over the place and curve balls are a sign of life, my morning has been real lively and probably real as well..

the afternoon went as well... A little ambiguous huh?? but got to piano class where i am so confused because i can't figure out what to during the week.

practice.

got to the doctor's appt. right after class, a lot of yearly bloodwork, i think my chemistry is a little... addled?

visited george and ed on the way back, the windows are open and the air is fresh.

ok ok no picture today. got to get back to writing short, pithy, thought provoking observations if i'm going to enter novel writing contest. maybe even if i'm not. plus i want to crank out color prints for awhile, so i'll be vacating 72DPI land for awhile.

yesterday was school day. tai-chi in the morning taught by don pedi. he's very good, manages to impart a lot of unspoken context along with technique.

color theory with gloria gaffney in the afternoon. i very much like her approach, down to earth, basic, extremely useful.

came home, hassled via phone with supply order for insulin pump, happy to say i think all of the kinks in the supply chain are ironed out. then a long talk with my sister in phoenix, clarified a few points concerning trip out west and what to do about teeth.

woke up at 6 and of course instead of a walk sat in front of computer for a couple of hours catching up on "stuff". went through huge box of photos yesterday looking for a picture sam gray's son chall would like. of course it was at the bottom of the pile, but the excercise was a good one, found a bunch of older photos i want to resuscitate. the above mentioned couple of hours in front of computer i spent working on a 35 year old black and white snapshot which it seems to me i reworked years ago but that was then and now is now and i can't find whatever i did with it, so i started it again.

i've put up on "muzak" page some pseudo-streaming music. the files stream good, now i need to up the sound quality. they are samples i snatched at random, will replace with some recent finished work.

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ran across this item: if you use a digital camera you might want to read it - and weep?
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another day with not much to say except the above picture which i just finished. so why am i blogging?

to get the words out of my head. to get a clue about what my mind is doing besides if anything pacing around and round in ever tightening circles. to keep me off the street.

i'm switching to making color prints for a week or two, have a great backlog. portfolio is starting to look real good.

i just realized that this weekend when i go to chapel hill is not the following weekend when ninian has colloquium on "where did the time go and why." so i guess i will stare at the calendar for awhile.

this morning's hieroglyph indicates a busy day. maybe.

now about this bush thing: i think everyone, our fellow citizens of all flavors, is now implicitly or explicitly in a waiting mode. the stage has been set, the characters have gone too far into their "fate", character, destiny, whatever you want to call it. the dynamics of the dramatic threads are developed so far that any attempt to modify them is all but useless.

result: acceptance of the drama. waiting for the denouement. any day now.

today's hieroglyph. a good day.

i'm due at doc's in 35 minutes. gotta run.

chose photo above at random, worked in photoshop about 2 hours.

went on line to upload it and was i surprised to see current posting august of some other year. then i remembered i've been tweaking the whole blogger setup and must have walked away from it last night.

the 30 day novel extravaganza is about to start. if i could type fast i'd add it to the list of projects i'll never finish.

personal computing in many of it's manifestations sure is a time-sucker. lately i'm attempting to place mp3s that stream. lot of time spent in digital limbo, doing this and signing that. it's noon. i'll be back.

ok i'm back. screwed up blog template big time last night, it's almost back together.

Welcome to the Hackocracy: "In Federalist No. 76, Alexander Hamilton warned that, in presenting nominations to the Senate, a president 'would be both ashamed and afraid' to nominate cronies--or, as Hamilton called them, 'obsequious instruments of his pleasure.' Maybe politics was different back in the 1780s, but we have watched Bush appoint many obsequious instruments of his pleasure. It may be his legacy: George W. Bush--he took the shame and fear out of cronyism. "

good piece from gore, and a possible solution for the dismal noise machine:
"It is no longer possible to ignore the strangeness of our public discourse ."
Text of Gore Speech at Media Conference | MediaChannel.org

above another 60 minute wonder. think i'll do it over tomorrow.

the raaaains came... woke up to pitter-patter of rain. pretty much wiped out walk on parkway i was going to do with bobby but i'm fine with that, free day, nowhere to go, i can catch up on living maintenance.

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you have to sign up (free) as a listener etc. but the streaming and sound quality are pretty good. navigation at this site is a little frustrating but perserverance furthers. eli's artist accounts are 2, kithira and omigammon.

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drew this last night listening to tibetan monk. a little pixie dust this morning.

i had one of those weird energy swings yesterday, worked on this & that until after midnight. this morning high blood sugar keeps me out of tai chi, but i will devote myself instead to cleaning the house.

during the day the noise machine pip[ed up periodically: i heard tell of martial law when the avian flu hits, i heard we are the only country in the developed world that is not stockpiling vaccine, i heard of some prescription medicine that will prevent it if you take it right away, i heard about stephnopolis's statement that one of the many corruption deals floating around involves bush & chaney. bush appointing his mouthpiece to the supreme court, emerging evidence that the government has been working covertly to control the weather and made a few slip ups in the gulf.

that's why it's called "noise".

this morning's graphic talisman. not sure what it bodes. i did make one discovery making it. my friend jim was telling me that he didn't like the way photoshop 7 would not let you see the size of the brush or other tool he was using in 7 so dropped back to an earlier version. i didn't know what he was talking about. i ran into the same problem this morning. working fast like i do i did not have the time to look into it. but i think maybe caps lock engaged is the culprit.

yesterday was a down day, i was not worth a damn. better today i got a lot to do. one thing is to fix leak in ancient toilet. my landladies pathology surfaces on matters of this sort. she wants me to fix it rather than pay $80 to a plumber. then she wants a letter from me to the water people so she can get maybe $20 knocked off her last bill. well $100 is a $100, so that's understandable. but working this way since the 50's she now has such a maintenance nightmare on her hands it's scary even to think about.

darwin shaw, an elderly Meher Baba lover who spent the 30's on with Baba and, in his 90's was the sweetest guy you'd ever want to meet, passed away sunday in the asheville hospice. he had been here a very short while with his daughter and her family. services will be in myrtle beach.

i've expanded the image archive, it now contains twice as many pictures. take a look if you're so inclined.

been listening to the new CD i cobbled together, probably make a few edits before the virtual release party.

dr. jr is back with bev from road trip out west, i'm sure there are some stories about it i'd like to hear.

rest of the day: cleanhousegroceryshopgotopharmacy... can't delay it any longer, but it will be fine, mind over matter, agoraphobia is on the wane.

yesterday was yet another strange day. out of curiosity i began rummaging around audio recordings i had made or half made during the last 12 months and shazam, at 6 in the evening i have a CD of sonic "stuff". now i have to listen to it.

today i got up and the morning quickly dissolved into tangents, blind alleys, and show stoppers. so i hung it up and took a long nap which i don't often do.

probably will push chapel hill visit back a bit.

so now blogger is playing ping-pong with me trying to make this post.

something is in the air.

natalie & lily from a shot their mother sent. i hope to see them next week, sort of gearing up for a visit to see my children & grandchildren.

above, photo from sketchbook. i've decided that these quickies are analogs to "cartoons" in the venacular of 15th-16th c. classical art. ie, wait for the print.

last nite attended the blogger cotillion, for a full account of the evening visit blogasheville. more ideas, anecdotes, and skewed observations per capita - per head - than any table in aville last nite.

what is the link between iraq & katrina? i've heard a lot of justifiable negative commentary on both, but what's the common thread?

bush and the hostage republican party, of course, but i'd like to hear more about why the criminal oligarchy botched both.

my take: the junta and fellow travelers are unaware of the personal experience of living on the planet today. they are isolated. crouched inside their mental fortresses, they are literally - well maybe virtually - cut off from the street. they've never been there. kind of like a marooned population, too much inbreeding.

this would be sad but not critical if they lived far up some isolated cove.

but they are (trying to) run the world.

so they really didn't know that the iraqi man on the street so to speak has a personal history and his or her own way of looking at things. and they really didn't know that there were real people in new orleans. notice that in both examples i use the word "know" as personal experience, not a powerpoint presentation.

if you were to sit down and talk to any of this ilk, it would not be like the conversation some of us enjoy from time to time, when the conundrums of personal life are acknowledged and the difficulties and possibilities of personhood taken for granted.

"...helpless like a rich man's child."

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just in time for lunch i finished today's ideogram. it's going to be a good day, what's left of it.

for those of you with broad mind & broadband, you might want to download mp3 of peter fenner talking about this and that. good stuff.:
Radiant Mind | Buddhi

slept thru the night. what an unusual delight.

haven't gone into it here, but in the recent past, sleepless, i have been turning on bedside radio and listened to the night people. am and shortwave have the damnedest things floating along the radio waves. the other night for a couple of hours i happened onto a long show from the church of the sub-genius. this whatever-it-is has popped up in my life several times in different places. the black and white graphics they - it? - turned out and are probably still turning out were great, complicated charts, clip art looking, real dada. they are doing the same with audio. i'll see if i can't run the audio down for yr listening enjoyment. [later: i couldn't even find the "old" graphics. but i think audio streams are out there somewhere.]

wednesday is the day i have a morning and afternoon course with the center for creative retirement at unca. tai chi in morning and color theory in the afternoon. so it's been a busy day, during which i squeezed in some work on the picture above. but my mouse died. so i've been driving back and forth, rushing into the house and trying different combinations of mice, which is why the picture is unfinished. i just now got things settled on the mouse front and it's 6 in the evening. maybe i'll finish it, if not: it's finished.

watched part 2 of no direction home last night. lot of good stuff but i guess i liked part 1 better. it had a very clear line of bob trying out and developing various timing, breathing, singing, words and was fascinating to watch. and the black and white footage illustrating this was beautiful, the close ups of bob's face were beautiful.

part 2 on the other hand i think leaned too heavily on the electric band performing in the teeth of open hostility. altho it was fascinating to watch. the interviews with al kooper were great, as is his story, going back to "blonde on blond". bob nieuwirth had some very heavy statements about "it". by the way i got a daedulus music catalog in the maik and noticed a release of nieuwirth playing with a cuban that sounds very interesting.

the concert footage was often over the tipping point, and was totally synchrnious out of control. and it was sure good to hear a young mike bloomfield, one of the very best.

on the other hand i wasn't much interested in the hotel footage from the english tour done pennebaker. it blew me away when it first came out but now seems more like watching a bunch of very stoned and drunk 25 year olds trapped in a room. i guess you have to be there. now.

by far the best thing i've seen over the air in many years, and timely too. in the present context of the criminal overworld there was a lot said in this film.

watercolor barely dry. resorted to gouach out of desperation.

yesterday was "D" day, the first half of scorcese's no direction home. i don't know what the buzz is about it but i enjoyed it. straight talk from the old man. he's deconstructing the cultural icon he is perceived as, and doing it right out in front of the world.

of course his efforts resulted in a new construction, face, motif, meme, whatever you want to call it.

i liked the context of the film, the happenings in the culture when we were young. what a way to live.

something he said about "a language he hadn't heard" appealed to me. and concert footage taken from the stage with mr. d. on the keyboards during the move into electricity was brief but. . . well, electric i guess.
Guardian Unlimited | Arts special reports | Last night's TV:
"it's a mesmerising performance, electric. Electric in every way of course, and that's the problem for the die-hard folkies. They boo and shout 'Switch it off'. The fools."

it's 11:40 and this is all i've come up with. beautiful soft rainy morning, subdued light.

i put latest page from ongoing poetry-riff-picture book up here. (.pdf)

this mornings cyberdoodle. i felt like i had to make up for yesterday's.

the Baba folks are heading out for sandy mush this afternoon and i believe i'll go too. part of madison county i've always wondered about.

it's another image day around here. got nothing much to say about nothing much.

a lot of housework to do. still trying to update music and image collections found somewhere around here.

did you know a new meme is lurking around on the nocturnal AM radio waves? has to do with top-secret military project to control the weather.

Flecktones Message Forums - Chemtrails Anyone?:
"Well I think we can step out from under the realm of conspiricy theories on this now. Our own congress has had bills introduced which openly claim that there are operational weather modification programs out there right now."

i'm a skeptic, i'll stick with mark twain.