Psychonic Invisiblity

I found this ride in Santa Fe (image taken with pentacon.) It looks like something someone invisible would drive

How would you like to be invisible? To walk through the streets of a city unseen or unnoticed? To enter any building, mingle with any group and be completely unobserved? Impossible?

-Walter Delaney

Dads

It's hard to believe that a little over a year ago I was spending a whirlwind adventure with my pops over in Central Europe. After the disaster with the volcano, dad was able to get a ticket to see me instead of our failed London trip we had planned a month earlier. In a matter of five days we went to Prague, Budapest, Vienna, Bratislava, and back to Prague. I like to call the whole experience "Central Europe through the eyes of a Goulash Connoisseur." Regardless of the goulash, we took many long train rides to see the Prague Castle, Budapest Castle, Slavin, the opulent museum quarter square of Vienna, and haggled at many, many street markets. It was an experience that I will never forget, and a trip that I will probably never have the chance to take again, and for that I am forever grateful.

 My dad posing with an appropriate sign in front of an amazing Goulash restaurant in Prague

 On the Train to Budapest from Prague

 On the train to Vienna from Bratislava (I still have yet to figure out why dad was trying to read the Slovak news)

 

 

In front of a wall in Prague... Dad being a good model

At Slavin, a 15 min walk from my flat

oxygen to breathe

Inspirations for this otherwise uninspiring Tuesday: 

BKS Iyengar and Modest Mouse's "Cowboy Dan"

Hot off the presses!

A bitty preview of my writeup in the 2011 University of Arizona MFA catalogue now available for purchase here! Good times will be had by all whilst reading this lovely collection of images from my thesis show.

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Frame 2 of 3 from the recent show held at the 5th at 6th Gallery last month

Coming off from a month of huge changes has set my Arizona summer clock to a painfully slow, tick tocking. Not only have I installed/de-installed two group shows, I was "hooded" in my masters graduation, completed 11 full days of yoga immersion, was hired for two different positions (one of which would have kept me in Tucson until May of 2012, and the other requires me to fold t-shirts), rekindled a special bond with my equally special man friend, and made the difficult choice to leave Tucson in January to potentially set up myself in Austin, Texas. Needless to say, I'm a bit overwhelmed. I'm finding that the "post-masters slump" is something that no one could have prepared me for (and actually no one in my program attempted to). I mean, who really wants to end up working in a dead end retail job after countless hours of art obsessed study and research?

Finding it hard to matriculate back into the other real world, and hoping that good things lie ahead.... otherwise, stick a fork in me because I'm done.