New On-Line Magazine Launched!

Www.Drumlummon.org is the site for a new art journal. It is based out of Helena and is put together by Rick Newby. Check it out. There you will find a video of The States of Matter (With Plasma). Also a review I wrote of Mandy Smoker's collection of poems, ANOTHER ATTEMPT AT RESCUE. Are you glad it's not ANOTHER ATTEMPT @ RESCUE?

There's no photo today because that computer is going through some changes.

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Did you see that Silliman had to disable his "Comments" section because it was generating tons of obnoxious garbage?

No problem of that here.

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I always meant to write more but lately I've had no appetite for words.

Call it "anorlexia."

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I'm writing an essay in celebration of The Aphorism, by the way.

"Ideas never lack for words. It is words that lack ideas." (Joseph Joubert)

A panegyric on syntomy. (Brevity. Conciseness.)

It's an excuse to assemble great sentences. For example this:

"He who fights with monsters should see to it that he does not become a monster himself. And when you stare long into an abyss, the abyss also stares into you." (Nietzsche)

Certain individuals in the Bush administration might meditate on Fred's thought.

Butte, Montana

Snapped this a couple of weeks ago in Butte.

With Butte, you never know. This was in a storefront window just up the street from the M&M, which is featured in Wenders recent film, DON'T COME KNOCKIN'.

Don't miss DON'T COME KNOCKIN'.

Sam Sheppard is one of the finest writer/actor/director/slashes of our time.

Read his books and watch his movies.

Butte. A place to conjur with. 

Paint residue compositions. And their demise.

Just as with many of Andy Goldsworthy's works, the pieces do not exist beyond their photographic documentation.

In this case, the art is brief, but life is long.

All that is solid heads for the landfill.

Color lives on in the blogosphere. 

Peal away the layers.

There comes a time when we must peal away the layers of paint.
Here, Kasey begins the painful process of eradication of the accumulation of color. Then it is time to "start again" in the words of Billy Idol. 

More paint tray residue.

 

Music and Poetry at the Quarry