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One is Never Enough I did it again. Over the past week I have been using the Stereoport/Eastern Undercurrent sketchbooks with a lot of success. My mind is flittering with ideas and getting them down is simple and beautiful. I am thinking visually again, in snippets of atmospheric pressure and shots of color. I can [...]
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The intrinsic need for something tactile If I were middle aged and married with children, maybe I’d take up scrapbooking. Full on. With scrapping parties and a Circut machine and pages upon pages of my children’s soccer games. That’s not to say I can’t take up scrapbooking now, but it would be all photographs of [...]
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On James Bond and why I can’t give a decent review of “Inception“ Inception: Joseph Gordon Levitt wears a bunch of amazing suits and looks absolutely stellar while a bunch of fantastic storycrafting is taking place around him, but when asked, all I can say is Did you see that shot of his suspenders at [...]
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on a life of too much soccer and not enough art Inspiration is a funny thing. I’ve spent the last month lost in the haze of the World Cup. Before this, I haven’t seen a soccer game since I stayed home from work one day and found an English soccer match on television and watched [...]
