Category: Arts and Aesthetics
All things creative. All things beautiful, profound, and moving.
Oy. That sounds melodramatic. But there’s no way around it. For the last week I’ve been contemplating my mortality. I’m not quite well. I’m not quite sick, either, but I haven’t been quite well for nearly two years. It’s taken me this long to add all the little things up and start to speculate (and finally, to take up that dangerous instrument, the keyboard, to learn what I could learn). Damn, it pains and irritates me to say that. I’ve always had an iron immune system and robust health. But there comes a time … Anyhow, about 18 months ago…
BipTunia — which bills itself both as “NoGov Music” and “music for the drive to Alpha-Centauri” — has released its fourth album. The album bears the intriguing title “Short Circuit at the Sheep Factory.” BipTunia is mostly Michael Werecat Dean of FreedomFeens.com. Sometimes with friends. Always with his cat Bippy, aka BipCat, aka BipTunia. Here’s a sample, with lyrics: “Statism Symptoms.”
Much colder, but serene and totally spring. These were taken within about a 20-minute span as morning fog lifted. They’re shown in the order they were shot. The fog was more persistent as I moved farther inland. Click to embiggenate.
Cold and windy. More winter than spring. But beautiful. Click to embiggenate. This one I “painted” lightly in the GIMP (Gnu Image Manipulation Program). This one I painted more heavily, which may not be apparent until you enlarge it.
This morning on the estuary. It was 33 degrees but placid and sunny, turning the simple understructure of the pier into something complex and eye-bending. I would have loved to stay there enjoying the beauty and avoiding work. But we had a freezing rain last night. Everything that wasn’t madly drippy was still crunchy. No sitting and relaxing; just walking. I should remember to bring a sheet of plastic to town on days like this so I can sit on the waterfront benches. Then again, days like today are so rare I don’t think about that. —– Since the Parkland…