The John and Ruby Lomax 1939 Southern States Recording Trip
False River, Louisiana
A curated consciousness
"There are things we don’t speak of, things we not only don’t remember but carefully forget, places we do not stray into, memories we bury or reshape. That is the way we live nowadays: driving along a road between hallucination and amnesia."
—Romesh Gunesekera, Roadkill
[Photo by Ina Jang]
Smashed and Reconstituted
Perhaps it’s true that things can change in a day. That a few dozen hours can affect the outcome of whole lifetimes. And that when they do, those few dozen hours, like the salvaged remains of a burned house—the charred clock, the singed photograph, the scorched furniture—must be resurrected from the ruins and examined. Preserved. Accounted for.
Little events, ordinary things, smashed and reconstituted. Imbued with new meaning. Suddenly they become the bleached bones of a story.
—Arundhati Roy, The God of Small Things
Clair Huxtable, you are fierce.
Shape inspiration from Disney’s Paul Bunyan circa 1958
On Unsweetening the Pot
I’m working on an illustration series for children at the moment and sent along an early comp to my mother, a brilliant editor, to see if she found the frog I had drawn too creepy and not friendly enough for the market. Her wonderful response (and Sendakian sensibility) below:
Yes, he’s just a little bit creepy — in an excellent, self-satisfied way. Like a laughing Buddha or a mustachioed Chinese dragon or a full moon in your window. There should be one like him in every series, to unsweeten the pot without curdling it.Of course, I’m no marketing expert. But I’d find it way more scary to imagine a marketing expert leering into my bedroom window than either a full moon or giant frog.
A talking face.
Such a fan of Carroll Cloar.
another bee johnson spittin wisdom