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I found two canvases on the curb the other day. One was a figure drawing of a nude man. The other was a self-portrait of the inside of a mouth. I’ve been sitting on an unfinished canvas for what seems like years, and it’s going nowhere. But these two I’m having great fun with! Although […]

I know this question has been asked before, and I’m pretty sure I’ve asked it myself a number of times, but now I have a money-making idea for the elevator companies, that I think may just get their butts moving on it.
If they added a credit card slide and charged $1 to cancel floors, I […]

This past week Micah, Mark and I finished a first draft of an Augmented Reality game set in a 1959-era Greenbush neighborhood. Micah was one of Mark’s 5th grade students who’s been researching the Greenbush neighborhood, over the past year or so. He was the storyteller, and came up with the basic theme of […]

Some lights in a house stay on quite a bit. Some only need to be on occasionally. In my apartment the outside porch light is on all night (roommates get home late), entry hallway is dark, and the steps up to the main floor are dark. The main hallway gets enough sunlight that it doesn’t […]

Before I ventured into education and computer games I was a poet of sorts, and really liked writing and poetry readings. There was something really cool about seeing often-shy people read stuff that they weren’t sure should be read in public. There’s the whole aspect of performance anxiety (I hold that drama/performance should be a […]

I have to admit, I get a lot more joy out of rearranging stuff than researching stuff. Two examples in the past hour really bring this to light.
First, I downloaded Transana to learn it so I can more easily analyze my video research interviews. As I opened it and started to explore, I thought “why […]

bellow boy (audio)
when i was a bellow boy, i sang out summer songs
long in the pine shade, drunk in the sun, i
swam naked in a cool lake, lilting
like a bullfrog to the sky, to the sky.
when i was a bellow boy, i warmed beneath a bold night
counting constellations out like sheep, i’d
cry with every dying […]

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