Now I'm having adventures in India. You can follow me here.


Made it down to Miami yesterday to visit an old friend and take in a Flight of the Conchords concert.
It's a little converted house. One half serves as an art gallery and shop and the other half holds the laptops and other accoutrements that the Reax crew use to put out their little rag.
Here's a photograph that I took:
I must have walked over this square of concrete nearly 100 times since 2006 and I never noticed this. It's so strange. I wonder who the mysterious Tristan is that put this here. I've certainly never met them.
I went to Irregular Artbeat at the Skate Park of Tampa last night. The art was alright. Some of the pieces were better than others. The crowd is always great at SPOT events though. Lots of kids, lots of energy and lots of free Red Bull and vodka.
Here's a link to some more pictures from the night.
Work was rough. I usually love the hours spent perusing the Internet, slowly fueling my ever growing addiction to the seductive tendrils of the web. But today it was just sort of arduous. Maybe I'm turning a corner. 

Korean sculptor Gwon Osang makes his sculptures from photographs. Each sculpture takes a minimum of 300 images to create.
Read the article here.
the clouds looked like an ocean of cottony marshmallows...
and the pools of water below glittered when the sun caught them...
We touched down in Memphis on time. I grabbed my bags got the car and met up with Diana, one of the students in the workshop.
Usually when I find a new blog I just add it to the list and check it periodically. This time it's a bit different.
I like this photo a lot. That's Shannon James with some guy who plays football for the Philadelphia Eagles. I saw them at Dave Navarro's party over the weekend. I was there covering it for the Times. The expression on both of their faces are great. This is how the other half lives I suppose.
I just finished confirming everything for the Delta 09 Barefoot Workshop. I'm going to be heading to Clarksdale Mississippi for two weeks to learn how to make documentaries. It's pretty exciting.
I first read about it on Slate. The review had the headline, "Jean-Claude Van Damme Made Me Cry." I couldn't believe it but after seeing it I have to say I'm convinced and that I too teared up a little.
Its been a battle to find energy today. I had plans to get a few pressing things done but I had to put them aside...
The inauguration was an epic experience, trying both physically and mentally. The thousand miles of driving, the arctic blasts of wind on the morning of the big day the crush of the historic crowd it all blended into a heavy weight that I was glad to carry but also glad to put down.
Now I'm back home in the Sunshine state and the cold seems to have followed me here. I've been sort of slow getting back into the swing of things. The task of editing the videos and photos that I took over the past weeks seems daunting so I've been taking my time with putting any of it up here it. It'll happen soon though.




