If I can be egotistical about anything, it's how freaking talented
the people around me are. Musicians, artists, wordsmiths, they are
mythical creatures that exist in a world of extraordinariness I am just
lucky enough to stand next to. Here's a few of these examples.
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| Ms. Sands |
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This
lady Carabella Sands is truly among the faerie people. She evokes
whimsy, punctured innocence, devilish obsession with small things. She
is my muse, my flame. This is her flickster.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/76784199@N05/
Then
recently, I also was lucky enough to watch my friend record and produce
this album by a couple of Aussie-expatriate-turned-Baltimoreans calling
themselves Smoke Bellow. Beautiful album.
Smoke Bellow--Old Haunts
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| Narcissa at the farmer's market |
And
then just the other day, my newly-Californian Narcissa launched her
blog concerning hydroponic sustainable gardening, reasons to run, and
advocating food rage.
Exploring in Paradise
Another friend of mine, Michael Voorhis (not "Matt" as the tag suggests), read from his novel Jaw Pieces on the MICA radio show
Sound Curtain. It's beyond extraordinary.
http://soundcloud.com/the-sound-curtain/matt-voorhis-jaw-pieces
Then,
yes, I do actually have an opportunity to self-promote. This isn't a
game-changer, this isn't poetry, this is barely even good, but I did
read it on Sound Curtain a couple weeks ago. I also read it once at the weekly Artichoke Haircut open mic. It's fun to read.
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| I'm a slave 4 U |
Listen--look--be inspired.
