Working In Plein Sight

My Intertunnel friend from the wrong coast, Casey Klahn, at work at his easel. He is a very fine artist. He exhibits a kind of bravery in his work. Boldness.

It is a solitary thing to make things, and it’s always piquant to get a look at people when they’re working at it.

See more of his work at The Colorist.

Working In Plein Sight

My Intertunnel friend from the wrong coast, Casey Klahn, at work at his easel. He is a very fine artist. He exhibits a kind of bravery in his work. Boldness.

It is a solitary thing to make things, and it’s always piquant to get a look at people when they’re working at it.

See more of his work at The Colorist.

In Hardwood Groves

In Hardwood Groves - Robert Frost 
 
The same leaves over and over again!
They fall from giving shade above
To make one texture of faded brown
And fit the earth like a leather glove.

Before the leaves can mount again
To fill the trees with another shade,
They must go down past things coming up.
They must go down into the dark decayed.

They must be pierced by flowers and put
Beneath the feet of dancing flowers.
However it is in some other world
I know that this is way in ours.

Punk’s Cole Porter Sings Steely Dan

Joe Jackson was one of those fellows like Elvis Costello, and Sting, and a couple hundred other guys from the eighties, that wore skinny ties and snarled to make a buck, but wished they were doing dinner theater the whole time.

Now, Steely Dan — they pretended to do dinner theater right from the get-go, while the whole time they were Beelzebub’s function room house band.

So now, the square is circled. Any major dude could tell you that.

Month: September 2012

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