This is not a self-portrait.. This is merely the result of listening to so much rhetoric from both sides of the political spectrum, that I’m not sure I can differentiate one side of the aisle from the other. They all sound desperate and lost.
I feel sorry for both camps at this point.. Politics is scary business..
Sharpie, Eames-style chair, fifteen minutes. It fits into the self-portrait category, loosely..
I’m in there somewhere.
Until the election in November, I will be posting nothing but self-portraits portraying my mood after being bombarded by all media outlets’ coverage of contested races. I’ve always thought the idea of self-portraiture was, and is, self-indulgent and childish.. A lot like politics. This morning I read the Facebook news feed, and politics won the day as far as ‘trending’ topics.. Here is self portrait number 2 based on mood, post-social media bombardment.. Okay, not all self-portraits are self-indulgent, but this one is..
Until the election in November, I will be posting nothing but self-portraits portraying my mood after being bombarded by all media outlets’ coverage of contested races. I’ve always thought the idea of self-portraiture was, and is, self-indulgent and childish.. A lot like politics. Let’s get it on! I listened to NPR this morning, and this is the resulting self-reflection.
Another birthday is coming up.. The Old Man’s.. My father, Larry Kassell. Artist, designer, photographer. Immense talent. Immense moustache. I’ve never seen him sans-moustache. He rocks that thing better than any barista in Portland, and without irony. This will be the first in a series of posts honoring the dude. He taught me everything I sort of know.
Happy birthday to my mom.. Six kids and seventeen grandkids and still rocking it.
Stream of consciousness illustration on my wife’s birthday while listening to Ahmad Jamal..
Happy birthday to my wife.. I love her so.
Every year about this time I think of all the people I care about… and their birthdays. A big chunk of family and friends have June / July birthdays.. My wife. My mother and father.. My buddies Michael and J Liam.. Lots of birthdays. Also I still like to celebrate my maternal grandfather’s birthday on July 4. I’ve been thinking a lot about him recently. I want him to know that the work ethic he and my dad tried to teach me is rubbing off.. I wish he had met my wife and kids. We will drink Mint Juleps on the Fourth of July in his honor. Maybe we will on the fifth, too..
Lunch time wasted on Lynda Carter…
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