|yep, my friend jenn, artist/photographer|
or read this book, curiously questioning, "was this his dream? why did this scare me as a kid? did he envision this story as a whole or did it come out as he started writing?"
i guess i should ask jenn some questions since she does live around the corner but, since jane is dead and the others are out of my reach, i turn to terry gross and her radio show, fresh air, for a peek into the mind of many creatives out there. i shared this with lesley who also tunes into terry and she called it "food for the soul".
you're right, lesley, and isn't it delish?
terry gross has spent over 30 years speaking with artists and writers and actors and musicians about what brings them to their crafts. the other day i listened to her interview baratunde thurston about his book how to be black. new to me, i was curious when terry (we're on a first name basis) introduced thurston as a storyteller who "weaves together his comedy with thoughtful missives about his own education at Sidwell Friends and Harvard University, and his childhood in one of the worst crack-addled neighborhoods in Washington, D.C.".
riveting. crazy fun and riveting.
yep, this is how i pass my time painting and stripping and thinking and sketching (sometimes). i can't hear it when i sand, though.
okay, i've done enough good for the world today. i'm exhausted.