Category: Pondersome

This image, from a trip to NYC in 2004 Seven years ago today, my mother was sitting beside me in a tiny pre-op room the size of a closet. It was uncomfortably early. I was there for a re-staging biopsy. She was there for support. I lay there worried about the potential scar I was…

Ass of truck diptych I figure if I make enough of these snapshots they’ll become a set and then it’ll seem purposeful and artistic. But on the other hand, I suppose this shot-gun approach lacks intention. It’s the difference between manslaughter and murder. In other news, we’re going to San Diego tomorrow, and I’m hoping…

brings out all the dust on the faux wood table I’ve found the secret to keeping the glass more than half full: Refill, often.

Tom has this tool in the studio. It fascinates me. [ + zoom ] None of these links open in a new window. It’s softly raining outside and I’m flipping through the channels, semi brain-dead from a productive day. (this entry, written at 3:30am) I see what’s on the DVR, fast forwarding to get to…

A sneak peak at an upcoming shirt designed by Wendy that hit the press this afternoon Today’s edition of USA Today had a big article about a professor’s “last lecture” from Carnegie Mellon. These talks from out-going faculty have since been renamed “Journeys.” They are about sharing one’s experience and ideas. This particular professor, Randy…

Tax season I’m somewhat taken aback by all the places that have these promotional… things outside their business to attract customers. These things work, I’m sure. Likely more than those putrid neon signs that I need to accept as acceptable in the new MySpace era of design. Not pictured: the people that are hired to…

Kismet Five years ago yesterday, I started keeping a journal online. There were no images, just words. That first entry was particularly pondersome. It was a heavy year emotionally, economically. The following April I would start including a photo for most days—formatted in an arbitrary rectangle so it would fit on the screen with some…

compensating for poor exposure and blasting out the image (this, of a truck trailer) Walked into a store this evening to pick up twine and a USB cable. End up staring at bargain bins of holiday DVDs. I don’t need these. A mother yells at kids while carrying conversation on her mobile phone. Every customer…

(insert Sanford & Son theme) Stoplight on the main drag in Hamilton, OH Well I didn’t quite hit every day of the month with a journal entry—I mean, blog entry. But after Project Menswear last night, I went to the bed exhausted from their challenge. I didn’t actually sleep right away as I was rolling…