I asked for disenfranchised and I got it, in spades. Despite this one obviously staged photograph, I do not, as a rule, try to make photos in this way. But there was just something exhilarating about this dilapidated wall of outdoor public art in the Corktown neighborhood of Detroit, the […]
The end of the saying I’m referencing in the title of this blog post is pretty damn grisly. In retrospect, I probably should have changed it. I mean, yeah I am still typing and could easily swap it out for something else, something less suicide-y but instead I leave it/have […]
Everything is happening so fast. These are the most fluid of negotiations. Buzzer beaters and upsets, and expectations met and exceeded, are, along with hopeful birds returning to survey winter’s damage, the call of early spring. As is making impromptu plans to see your favorite teams strive to move forward, […]
Want to get the attention of a room full of 9-year-old kids? Whip out rad Star Wars toys and exclusive Skylanders figures from a bag, and then tell ’em you get all of that (and a whole lot more) sent to you all the time, and for free. Boom, all eyes […]
A new indie kid’s song popped up into my inbox late last night. It was from an artist I’d covered once or twice in the past but despite my familiarity, didn’t have the highest of hopes for, which makes what would happen next even more surprising. A negative bias will […]
There was a photo I took in the fall of 2006, of the Bear in southern France. She was wearing a sky blue long sleeve shirt, solid blue with no pattern or design, the sun beamed down on her forehead, and the wind was blowing her hair just so, giving […]
Thinker Toys in Carmel-by-the-sea, a coastal Northern Californian town every bit as precious as its overly-hyphenated-name would lead you to believe, has a massive stuffed bear doling out free hugs to any and all who enter, to those of any age who find themselves in need of a bit of […]
Are the pieces of the highlighter yellow LEGO CD clock radio now in a box beneath the invention table that’s seen less action that a church confessional in a red light district? Yes. But that matters not because the 7 year old tinkerer spent that one week, some weeks ago, […]
