This year seems to be the year of sound and light for me. First, a trip to Marfa and the unforgettable exhibits by Donald Judd and Robert Irwin and a mesmerizing performance by Solange. All the frequent trips downtown, re-experiencing and really taking a closer look at the neighborhoods surrounding me. I am captivated by the lights and the audio and the motions of the city. I’m inspired to re-visit old favorite works from Edward […]
The highway sprawl in Houston seems boundless and ridiculously agitating during traffic hours, but sometimes when you’re on the road, especially during sunset or really late in the evening when there are only a few cars that share the road with you, the drive is not so bad at all. I was driving to a friend’s house all the way in Pearland the other night. It was around nine or ten o’clock. This song came […]
I’ve been working for an entire week straight. Work, sleep, work, sleep, work, laundry, sleep. Tomorrow, I’ll finall be off and have time to relax and walk around the Heights to do a little antique shopping and browsing. Tomorrow’s gonna feel like this….
I’ve been listening to NPR more often now that they’ve moved all the classical music to a separate station. One of my favorite shows is the Moth which features stories told by various people. There is this one particular story by New York writer, Andrew Solomon, who goes to post Taliban-Afghanistan in search of the artistic community. It’s a great story, and I had to sit in my car in the driveway to finish listening […]
Can’t stop listening to this song for some reason. It’s hypnotizing, once you get past that John Hughes-type fellow.
Sometimes I think one of the most enjoyable things to do is to sit back and listen to others converse with one another, especially when its a bunch of funny guys with a little alcohol in their systems. Went to Boondocks before sunset for dollar drinks and listened and laughed as the boys animatedly discussed bands, hangovers, New Years stories, and black snow, among other things. Then we packed ourselves like a can of sardines […]